He looked up at Romana, still getting used to the look of her new regeneration. Her last one had been classic and cute and very nice to kiss, but this body was downright hot.
But he was so not going there. Tempting as it was, Mark would kill him, and the Doctor wouldn't be far behind.
He grinned up at her. "Well, you can ask," he said, flirting just a little, maybe, because its just who he was, dammit. He'd reached the ground, about three feet down, and started to carve himself a path.