"Too tiny?" Andrew gapes at Secret, dread settling in his gut. Rescue really wasn't coming, then; it seems he's only been spotted by chance. He was counting on the TARDIS searching him out as soon as one of him reached her, and imagines other Andrews may be as well.

"Daine," he confirms when the hawk comes down to ground level, peering back at her. It had better be Daine. If it's not, there's not a lot he'll be able to do about it. "Care to explain?" he asks with a glance at Secret, though he's not expecting an answer.