She smiled as she crossed her legs and turned to better look at him. He was rather much like the Doctor in some ways, wasn't he? Making himself comfortable no matter where she was. It was an ability Sarah often wished she possessed. Still, she supposed, she handled everything she had come across remarkably well.

So. So there.

"It's true," Sarah agreed, unconciously fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "It's always a homecoming of sorts whenever I have a cuppa. A reminder that no matter how odd my life becomes, there's one thing that will always remain in order."