"Well at least you didn't go through four psychiatrists trying to tell you I wasn't real!" Ha, beat that, Doctor!

She smirked, switching the tablet into her other hand along with her book. She slipped her arm around his own, and began tugging in the direction he'd come from.

"So, explain this place further. You've been here two months?" That was worrying. The Doctor always figured out how to get out of trouble. How had he not figured out a way to escape?