"Oh dear. I'm sorry about your friend." She would love a T-shirt. She wonders how many what-have-yous (immortals, time lords, etc.) have survived the French Revolution. There ought to be a club, really.

She grins. "Well, you could always try being a Queen now. There's endless amounts of possibilities. Sadly I've never met the band."

"I certainly hope I don't die again anytime soon. I have a good number of regenerations, but I'd like not to go through them quickly. Though I have noticed that on average male Gallifreyans go through their lives quicker than females. Been meaning to conduct a survey."