Daine has just enough time to wonder if she shouldn't have asked before the TARDIS answers. "But that's awful!" she says, as if her protestations could stop the rift from being every bit as awful as it wants to be. Her hand stills on the TARDIS's neck as she considers what it would be like to have the rift upsetting her not just every now and again - and not just in the sense that it had torn her away from her home - but all the time. To the point where her health was affected. Odd's bobs, that's more than anyone should have to deal with. "I'm sorry."

She doesn't suppose there's anything she can do that the Doctor couldn't, but she still asks, "Is there any way I could help?"