The Doctor was hesitant, but he put an arm around her. She leant into him, trying to clear her mind of the negative thoughts. For a while, they just sat there, neither of them talking, just feeling comfortable in the silence. She started drawing in the small amount of sand that had come in from the windows. Watching for a while, he realised that she was actually quite good. "Can I tell you a story?" the Doctor asked, keeping his eyes on the picture. She nodded, and pulled her knees up to her chest, holding them close with one arm.
"Once, there was a man called Medicus. He looked perfectly ordinary, and to be honest, he was. The only thing weird about him was the fact that he didn't fit in. His tribe was an orderly tribe, focused on proper speech and respect. The problem with this was that some people didn't deserve respect. There were elders in the tribe who had some very controversial thoughts, which got them into fights with the other tribes." He took a deep breath, and realised that Jenna was now drawing Earth. "During one particularly bad battle, Medicus ran away. He travelled far and wide, and eventually found a tribe that accepted him. He loved all of them, but he had a tendency to travel. While travelling, one of the tribe members would travel with him. This was fine, except they would leave every single time, and it wasn't any easier any time.
Eventually, Medicus realised that maybe it was he that was the problem. But he loved all of them, he did. So he kept on travelling, and they kept on journeying with him. And so kept on the cycle."
He stretched out his legs, letting his muscles relax. "Was there any moral to that story?" Jenna asked, and she turned so that her head was in his lap and facing the ceiling. Absentmindedly, he started playing with her hair. "I don't think so." He replied, thinking to himself. "I guess… Never mind." She turned to look at him. "It's still a beautiful story." Rakshir opened the door, and beckoned them. They both stood up and grabbed their bags. For the Doctor, it was just a small amount of food. Jenna had some food and tools, but underneath she had her most important possessions. The Doctor thought that that was one of the beautiful things about humans. The fact that they could assign such importance to such a trivial thing. Jenna had a picture of her room and dog, as well as a piece of pine tree branch suspended in glass that reminded her of her first home.
There was another Ayokyan waiting for them outside, who introduced himself as Onilio. The plan was to ride on the Ayokyans until Jenna saw what she wanted, and then they would stop and she would get what she needed. As they moved away from the city, the Doctor thought over Jenna's condition. Most people might've been thinking of how to get away from her, but not the Doctor. Instead, he was wondering if he had any pine oil, as that was what she said calmed her down. If not, he could easily get some from a store on Earth. "What is it that you are looking for?" commanded Rakshir. "I'm not exactly sure, but there should be a rock formation or something, which would be where your ship first crashed." She looked nervous, but the Doctor was impressed by her creativity. He caught her eye and gave her a small nod, showing his approval. She nodded back and turned her head forwards.
Travelling at such a fast pace made the journey back to the TARDIS much quicker. The journey only took 25 minutes, as opposed to the couple of hours that the Doctor had walked to find the Ayokyan city. Seeing his amazing blue box, he called out, "What's that?" he said, pointing at the TARDIS. Jenna leant forward and squinted, but her eyesight wasn't nearly as good as the Doctor's TARDIS enhanced vision. After about thirty seconds, she saw it. She looked at the Doctor, very clearly showing that there was absolutely no way that she was squeezing in there with him. He just sighed and put up a hand, motioning for her to wait.