At the mention of angel cages, the TARDIS bristles visibly and her gaze darts to the cat, disgusted with what she's hearing. She knows too well how effective those are, has suffered their power herself, has seen the terror in Gabriel even after he'd been freed. Although something quite different would be needed to contain her, it likely would not have been a great leap for them. She's been trapped and even damaged by human technology before. The Unicorn expels a hot angry burst of air, just barely missing the cat.

But he's quite right, that threat seems to have passed for now. The Doctor has settled in enough to be aware of all the convoluted politics and little upheavals the humans have been causing themselves here, though he wasn't directly involved in this one for once. Rather regrettably, the TARDIS thinks; overthrowing a corrupt organization or two would have done him good.

"Yes," she agrees with forced calm, hoping that Rush will at least come to her the next time he is in danger. But there is something in his tone of voice and his air of personal satisfaction that gives her pause, and she raises her eyes to meet his again. "Did you have a hand in it?"