"As long as he's alright."

She'd met Donna, and found she wasn't shocked by their apparently deepened relationship. Good for Thete -- he'd always seemed the marrying type. She herself had shied away from the idea of being "Mrs. The Doctor" with an excuse of respecting Gallifreyan tradtion. Truth was, she'd have had no idea what to do with a Doctor as a bloody husband. The Doctor was sort of the opposite of a husband, really.

"Well," she said, looking around with a sigh. This really wasn't going to get any easier, was it?