The ideas kept going through her mind. She was a naked girl and a timorous beastie. The very thought kept making her giggle. And then the idea of playing dress-up and the Queen, and the Doctor's Scottish accent. She was having a great time.
And then she met Flora and took her hand and she was the comfort. But the wolf and the fear and she wanted the Doctors hand in hers, but he wasn't there. And when he was he took the hand of the Queen, and she was jealous for that contact.
Then those hands around her, pulling her from the sight of decimation, those hands saving her, protecting her again. A hug, and warm hands on her back and sides. And they'd get through it. They'd get through anything.
