"I can't remember..." says Andrew to himself, severely bothered by the gap in his memory. "I was going to the TARDIS, and then...."

Going to the TARDIS, somewhere in the Park -- maybe -- and now he's under a bush and everything hurts. He furrows his brow at the boy. "You didn't see?" Frown. "I just...did I just say that?"

It's probably a good sign that he's at least aware he's asked the same question twice. There's an awkwardly long pause, though, in which it takes him longer than it really should to work out why Edgar's not talking to him anymore. Donna-voice. Mute. He reaches out and touches Edgar's hand.