She arches her eyebrows, giving him a knowing look. Like they're about to share a secret, or a joke only they can understand.
"Aye, he's not very good with names, is he?"
At least, not when it comes to some people. Like the gads and gads of people he's travelled with before, whom he never much likes to talk about. He has his reasons, but they mean bugger all to Amy; maybe she's seen Jack's face flash across a telly screen. The TARDIS is a bit more willing to share, if only to make the Doctor bluster.
"Which end of the universe?" she prompts, pillowing her chin in her hand.
That's life with the Doctor, making sure you know what end you're talking about, and whether it's a happy or a sad thing.
Uh no, I protest. You ROCK. :D?
"Aye, he's not very good with names, is he?"
At least, not when it comes to some people. Like the gads and gads of people he's travelled with before, whom he never much likes to talk about. He has his reasons, but they mean bugger all to Amy; maybe she's seen Jack's face flash across a telly screen. The TARDIS is a bit more willing to share, if only to make the Doctor bluster.
"Which end of the universe?" she prompts, pillowing her chin in her hand.
That's life with the Doctor, making sure you know what end you're talking about, and whether it's a happy or a sad thing.