She wished she knew what she could do to help him, but she figured it was like it was on the Ood Sphere and how he couldn't simply turn off their sorrowful song. Not that it comforted her any knowing she was still just as useless as she was then to do anything for her best mate...

Her brow furrowed more and more as she looked on into the darkness of the room and compared it to what should have been an assistant manager's office. "So, it's psychic and a light absorber," she whispered, folding the map up and tucking it into her pocket. Lightly, she touched his arm, more to give him an encouraging squeeze than anything. "Wouldn't happen to have an infra-red setting on that screwdriver, would you?"