The Doctor and Amy didn't leave the room for a few days, though they enjoyed it far more than when Amy had tried this on her own. They had food sent up regularly, as the Doctor was very concerned about her eating habits now; she needed to keep her energy up.

"How long are we going to stay here?" Amy asked him as she snuggled into his chest and under his arm, a position that she found especially comfortable.

The Doctor stopped trailing his fingertips up her arm. "You want to go?" He asked happily, hope in his voice.

"No..." She sighed. "I like it here."

"Oh." Said the Doctor, a little disappointed. "So do I."

Amy shifted so she was looking up to his eyes. "You want to go?" She asked.

"No," He told her, a little too quickly. "Course not, it's great here. We've got the bed, and a TV, and a little drawer with nothing in it. Everyone needs one of those."

"You're bored!" She exclaimed, sitting up and pulling the duvet round her.

"No!" He told her again, but couldn't keep the truth out of his face. "Well..."

"How can you be bored?" She asked him, somewhat upset; The Doctor quickly put up his emotional walls... this could get tricky.

"We've been in the same room for days... Don't you want a change of scenery?"

Amy narrowed her eyes, woman's intuition coupled with their link making her incredibly astute.

"And?" She asked.

The Doctor pressed his lips together and clenched his jaw before answering. "I've never travelled with a girlfriend before."

"I'm your girlfriend?" Amy asked, somewhat surprised by her title.

"Aren't you?" The Doctor replied, worried that he had misunderstood their situation. That would be bad, very bad.

"Does that make you my boyfriend?" She returned, and he wrinkled his nose at the thought.

"I see what you mean... I'm not exactly 'boyfriend'"

"How about 'manfriend', would you prefer that?" She asked teasingly. "Partner? Significant other?"

"They all sound so... normal." Said the Doctor, pulling a face at the thought. Amy laughed, suddenly energetic, and quickly placed a kiss on the Doctor's forehead before leaving the bed. "Where are you going?" He asked.

"I'm getting dressed." She told him as she put on her clothes, tossing him some too. "So are you."

"Why?" He asked, confused. Their recent activities hadn't generally involved clothes.

"We're going travelling, Doctor." She told him with a smile, and looked down to the floor, spying something. "Wearing these." She picked up the flowered lei beside her feet and placed it round her neck, the pink clashing beautifully with her red hair, and threw the other to the Doctor.

"Amy Pond," He said as he begun to get dressed. "You're magnificent."