Grunting, she moved from being trapped under the beam thanks to both of their help. Lifting herself to her feet, she pressed her hands to her stomach and wheezed a breath, turning on her heels to look at them both in thanks, though worry remained etched on her face. The place was crumbling to bits, she hadn’t been there long enough to deem it her ‘home’ but it was a place near to her heart — she could talk with the Doctor here, be with him as a ‘human,’ she hated the thought of losing it now. What would happen to the people?

“Pain is something I can do without from here on out, thank you so much.” It was spoken to no one in particular; she looked to the others and frowned at the Doctor.

“I did not see myself in passing but I can help you locate that silly box, Thief.”