"No, and yes. In that order. Wait no. No, yes. That way. Tenses. We should go. Now." She takes his hand and starts walking away rapidly. At least she isn't hyperventilating. "I am a TARDIS. What are the words. Time and Relative Dimensions in Space. Well, I'm the conciousness of one, the soul. The machine can't run without me. But I can't leave without the machine. I shouldn't be in this body. I don't... fit. But I have never felt so... oh, I don't know the word. It is something. A feeling. A good one. It's rather exciting, but I've never felt quite like this before. I could get used to it. Words are new though. I've heard plenty," She starts saying something in an unrecognisable language, "But there's so much, and this mind can't handle everything I know."