Drusilla wondered, even as the Doctor moved his hand to her shoulder, exactly how Romana felt about him. She'd been proud and haughty at times, yes, but the vampire liked to think that she'd loved the Time Lord just the same. How could you fail to love someone who showed you the universe?

"How long have you been here, Doctor?" she said, soft and soothing, affectionate and concerned. "What's happened?"

Although Drusilla understood, although Drusilla knew, Romana didn't. You could heal a wound you didn't understand.