The Doctor opened his mouth to say something---after all, he was one person, and he had altered her life in so many, many ways---but thought the better of it and closd it. He knew Reinette intimately, and Byron only briefly. He had no idea how the meeting would turn out.

"She wrote her own history," the Doctor said, "History should be more of a servant and less a master, don't you think?" For most people, anyway.