She looks at him, her eyes searching his face.

'There's a pub, right down stairs, love. With a proper fire place, and unlimited tea service. With chocolate biscuits from all over the universe. I don't think I'll be spending that much time in the room.'

Besides, she's always enjoyed people watching. It's good practice for someone in her line of work.

'Don't worry about me, please. It's not like I'm going to run off and join a convent while you're away.'