He let his eyes open, and touched his palm against the TARDIS with relief.

'This, old girl,' he told it, 'has been one hell of a day.'

'I thought you said it wasn't a person?' muttered Holsred petulantly.

'It isn't,' said Fitz firmly. 'But I tend to go all sentimental when I've just spent most of the day being chased and tortured. I'm odd like that.'