Elemmíre walked behind the Doctor, despite the slight pain she still had a spring in her step as together they came to a fantastic kitchen. Sitting down gracefully at one of the breakfast bar stools she started in on the eggs he laid out before her and to her own surprise she found she was starving. In a matter of minutes she had demolished what had been placed in front of her and with a smile she looked over to him, he returned her smile with one of his own but his eyebrow was raised in amusement. 

Suddenly the Tardis, if she remembered correctly that is what he had called the ship, gave a horrible mechanical scream as it lurched to the left and shook violently. Both the Doctor and Elemmíre were flung across the floor and went sliding back in the other direction when it swung over to the right. Letting out a small scream Elemmíre tried to cling onto anything to anchor herself against sliding around. 

Then with a final thud and a shake they finally stopped, Elemmíre blinking in surprise as she looked over at the Doctor who had managed to hook his arm round the leg of a chair on the opposite side of the kitchen. 

“I think we have landed somewhere?” Elemmíre said with confusion as she struggled to her feet her curiosity pulling at her as she walked towards the door. But she stopped not knowing what to expect out there, turning back she looked to the Doctor.