He stammered a protest as she weaseled her way out of the TARDIS, stepping out into the open. The Doctor exited the blue box not long after, taking several steps to stay close to her.
"Yes, er no. It is Venice, but at the same time, it isn't. The architecture matches parts of Venice perfectly, but it's not from Earth. It's from here."
He spun on his heels, looking around them. He pointed the screwdriver at the tear in the sky, the device whirring for a long moment. Twisting his wrist, he studied the readings he got. "This is, ah, difficult."