He shares his relief at her not having any other issues, and gives the console a pat. Aside from them hurting when the other one is in pain, it would be a distraction from the most baffling issue.
He doesn't reply at once, considering the matter. He hops down the stairs to the hatstand and digs into his coat pockets, locating his phone after a few moments. All scrambled. Useless. The TARDIS would probably be able to contact someone still, but it's not much help if they can't communicate with people at the other end.
No, better to dive into it than sit in here where he can't do much good. He communicates this, it coming across mostly as restlessness and an itch to investigate, along with the desire for her company. What with the Doctor not being able to talk - which is probably one of his least favourite things - and their difficulty connecting properly over distances, he doesn't want to leave her here.
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He doesn't reply at once, considering the matter. He hops down the stairs to the hatstand and digs into his coat pockets, locating his phone after a few moments. All scrambled. Useless. The TARDIS would probably be able to contact someone still, but it's not much help if they can't communicate with people at the other end.
No, better to dive into it than sit in here where he can't do much good. He communicates this, it coming across mostly as restlessness and an itch to investigate, along with the desire for her company. What with the Doctor not being able to talk - which is probably one of his least favourite things - and their difficulty connecting properly over distances, he doesn't want to leave her here.