Dexter held onto the railing again as the TARDIS shook around and landed solidly somewhere into the far distant future. She motioned for him to go first and he smiles. This was some time way in the future after he was no longer around and wanted to go looking at what they were wearing. "Sure we won't stick out like sore thumbs?" He asked as he was still wearing the clothes he had put on that morning and didn't really want to cause that much of a stir whenever it was they were.