She almost fell over his feet as he simultaneously tried to lead her along and keep her eyes covered, obviously failing to think it through.

This was familiar. She could smell the sea. It was cold, but not icy, with a slightly warmer wind.

She smiled, and felt a cold handrail against her hand, and felt herself descending stairs, stone, and gritty where the sand had been blown or treaded on to.

They walked for what seemed to be at least a few hundred metres, before his hands moved from her eyes. She blinked, but her eyes didn't have to adjust that much. It was dusk.

She felt herself grin automatically. In front of her was a small cave in the rock. She turned around. In the distance, she could see the boardwalk, and the slightly shabby looking pet shop at one end that she had mused was out of place when she'd bought Raspberry for the Doctor, and the cave where they'd waited for the rain to stop. Where it all began.

She smiled at him.

"I see the plan."

At least this time there wasn't a dog for them to forget was in viewing distance.