"I don't really want to talk about it." Because there is too much and not enough and it's still a tender subject, a wound only just scabbed over except not so much anymore. "But I'm different, if it helps."

The last one again? Aside from the Master? Was she really? No, it wasn't the same. There had to be others out there. Refugees. Something. She is tired of seeing it. So damn tired.

That can be thought about later.

"The Doctor. That's what I go by. This looks like an interesting room." Said mostly just as filler. It was interesting but her thoughts are still a bit jumbled.