Unfortunately for her, she didn’t know anyone with ‘magical abilities’ to help her out, so she would have to rely on the Doctor’s friendships here in the city more than anything. At the moment, though, she was simply content to once more be with the man she’d forever called her thief and didn’t want to think about it coming to another harsh end — once was more than enough for her, she wasn’t entirely certain that she could handle the pain of it again. It was best not to think about it.

For a moment longer, she continued to ramble off variations of the word ‘thick’ — most of which she was making up for her own personal enjoyment, something that a normal human being might either find childish or crazy; Idris however simply lacked the ability to keep up with how fast she was thinking anymore, it was difficult to voice things with how fast her mind was processing everything. Words got lost, meanings were forgotten and things had a tendency to just get said without thinking anymore. It did make for some delightful banter though, should one have the ability to look past the crazy.

“Ah, Judoon thick — you know I rather like the Judoon, despite their bloody minded determination.” She chuckled. “And they look like those earth creatures, you know, those… rhinoceroses. You just can’t go wrong with a talking rhinoceros.”