They meet not too far from St. Barts. She is where he 'fell', where the legend ended, with a book on her lap, and he walks up to her.
'What are you doing?' he asks, a little bemused (and bemused is not something he is often)
She gets up, not surprised, places her book into a blue satchel and holds out a hand.
'Amelia, Amelia Pond. A fan, I guess. Just wondering; what cushioning did you use in the truck? I mean, well, you hit it at an alarming rate, and then you had to survive so you could pretend to be dead for Watson so, how did you do it?'
This, he thinks, could get interesting.