Transdimensional engineering is maybe the most beautiful pair of words she's ever heard, 'cellar door' can go fuck itself, this right here is the linguistic be-all-end-all. She blanks out for a moment, staring around at the wondrous ship enjoying the phone booth explanation as well as anything, more questions bubbling up slowly. She needs to know everything about this. It's so wonderful. Are there manuals she can read? Can she live here? Is-

Wait, Time Lord?

She's about to let out a crack about that being the most ridiculous species name in the history of ever, if that's in fact what it's supposed to mean, but Callie's jumped on it first, and her line of questioning seems more... significant, somehow. Iman goes quiet, looking at the girl in mild bewilderment, and then looks at the Doctor with an expression of mingled are you getting any of this and well?