"Let's hope you're wrong," Donna said as she sat, unaware that she was voicing his thoughts. All she knew was that it needed to remain peaceful here if the Doctor and Romana and whoever else were going to build a new TARDIS to get them all out of here. Though, if this mysterious 'it' was lonely, would it just keep trying to bring them back? "Maybe instead of tryin' to build a TARDIS, we should try to make some... friend for this thing, or something. Maybe then it'd let us go."