"This is about you," says Iman curtly, looking at him again, now noting the changes to his arm, oh god, what have they done. Her expression twists slightly. "We get you out, we get you safe, then we warn the others. I haven't gone to the TARDIS and I won't, I know we can't risk endangering her. But she's powerful and she's protected herself this long. Angels too. You're human, Rush."

She knows he'll hate this but she can't be fucked to care right now. She reaches out and puts her hand on his good shoulder. "Look, we have the buffalo girl. She tore that place up so bad they're still talking about it and they never found her. After we get you out we'll figure a way to deal with what we know, figure out the next step, but this comes first and you're a dumb fucking shit for thinking otherwise."

She lets him go. The dream is shifting and fraying around them. He's probably starting to wake.

She looks at Daine. "You know Wilmot's?" she says. "We'll meet there tomorrow. Earliest you can."