At this range the Doctor's presence ought to be as clear and compelling as a lighthouse, but it remains as diffuse as it had been all week, only more urgent. Spurred on by that and her anxiety, the TARDIS hurries down a path towards the lake, refraining from running only because she knows her body can't keep it up for long and she might end up having to search this entire half of the park.

Fortunately, at least that fear of hers doesn't prove true, as she soon spots an unmistakable tall figure on the other side of a field. Now she does start running, shouting his name in unselfconscious relief and determination.