So... not quite that serious, then? Calliope looks back and forth between her friends in fretful bewilderment, not understanding why Daine isn't more concerned, or why even the Doctor is talking all reasonably all of a sudden. On second thought, perhaps his illness is simply making him startle easily? A bit of an odd effect, if so, but what does she know about illnesses, anyhow.

Either way, he seems slightly more put together now than when he was on the floor, and apparently they are going to help the TARDIS before sending him off to bed. "Um, will do," she agrees hesitantly, "but I'm afraid there is rather a lot to sort. I came across several eerie oddities just on my way here." She glances to Daine again, somewhat doubtful that they ought to be letting him wander off like this, but unsure what precisely to do about it. And someone probably should set the TARDIS to rights.