'Well, I suppose we'll have to see!' Charley affects a stout cheer she doesn't entirely feel. She supposes her emotions are still running high after the last few weeks, and the unexpected reunion with the Doctor today. Ordinarily, she comforts herself, she'd take the appearance and disappearance of Horatio entirely in her stride. At the moment, she finds herself wishing that he would stay; the comfort of a constant, close companion would really be appreciated just at the moment.

Not that she's about to share this with Johnny. He seems a nice enough fellow, of course, if a little high strung, but she has only just met him.

So she offers a crooked little smile. 'I expect it'd attract all sorts of attention, back in the waking world. Especially if you've got one bigger than the two of us have.' Both Nova and Horatio are small enough that they could be carried in a bulky jacket or tucked into a bag. 'Imagine having to go around New York with a, I don't know, a bear or a horse following one everywhere.'