"I wasn't trying to get you to---" he sighed and glanced down. He supposed in a way he was. His curiosity, and that wasn't fair on her, was it? Not at all.

"The ship is going to get pulled into that storm, Beatrice. So we need to go. Unlock that door and lets go to the TARDIS. Just come with me. You can have your argument with the Doctor. You can do whatever you need to do, but staying around here isn't going to help anything."

He took a long breath.

"Beatrice. You don't need to prove yourself to him. Trust me, he already thinks you're brilliant."