Then you're everybody's sattellite / I wish that you were mine
{{OOC: Following on from the emotional Three Mile Island between the Doctor and Martha.}}
The TARDIS is, to certain people's probable dismay, lurking in the Doctor's room.
However, this time, she's not lurking there to teach him a lesson. She's lurking there because she's still deeply unsettled by the fact that she ceased existing for a while, there, and she desperately wants someone to tell her what's going on.
She is, at the moment, a diminuitive blue box--roughly half-sized--with her face to the wall, quietly broadcasting a derivation of this universe's universal physical constants to herself. It's psychically "audible" in the room, but it's very soft.
The TARDIS is, to certain people's probable dismay, lurking in the Doctor's room.
However, this time, she's not lurking there to teach him a lesson. She's lurking there because she's still deeply unsettled by the fact that she ceased existing for a while, there, and she desperately wants someone to tell her what's going on.
She is, at the moment, a diminuitive blue box--roughly half-sized--with her face to the wall, quietly broadcasting a derivation of this universe's universal physical constants to herself. It's psychically "audible" in the room, but it's very soft.