Ariel blinked when Amy appeared to not know what she talking about and changed the subject. "A garden, hmm?" The dark haired girl placed a finger to her cheek in ponderment. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind it really. Food seems to be your passion, huh? No, that doesn't seem like an issue. Knowing him, he'll probably jump at the idea and beg either one of us to teach him how to garden." The thought of the Master wasting his time in the garden and no doubt failing made her giggle.

"Anyway...I wanted to know what that was. Is that a bandage? Miss Jones, are you hurt?" Ariel pointed to the strip of cloth hanging from Amy's arm, her voice slightly tighter with concern.