She would forever vehemently deny that that was a blush that made its way on to her face when he tucked her hair back. It had always been the little things that made her heart skip beats when it came to men. Why it was doing the same thing now, she did not understand.

Still, his words masked her confusion. She could not ever imagine seeing someone's whole life played out while you, knowing the story or not, could only live and remember. This time, it was Sarah Jane who placed a hand on his arm.

"They sound like wonderful people. It must have been an honour to know them all." Sarah smiled softly. "But if we're going on an adventure, I really must change. No guilt in the matter at all."