The Doctor takes a moment to facepalm at the news Andrew, well, exploded. When he looks back up, hello, well, that's definitely Daine. Or at least part of her, as he knows her. It's been a good long while since he's seen a shapeshifter (or at least one that didn't shift by using perception filter or similar, which it doesn't seem like Daine's doing), so he's not used to it. Blimey, he's becoming all native, surprised by anything uncommon to humans. It's like back when he was young.

He shakes his head a bit and looks back at the screen, frowning. The TARDIS can't seem to locate the rest of him, though. Not even when he focuses the scan to include similar energy signatures from what he assumes must be excess of his power, keeping him tiny. He touches his tongue to the roof of his mouth, playing with dials.