She watched him groan, the reaction for pain, distress, anger, many things. She decided it was distress, perhaps frustration. She was frustrated as well. So many people saying so many weird things, and still no sign of John.
Swear word. She knew that one. "Like fuck." Yes, swear words, humans seemed rather fond of them. "No, not really a time traveller, only when it is necessary."
He was panicking. She as well was not entirely calm with the way this encounter was going. "I am like you, but not exactly. You are more biological than I am, it is interesting."