The Doctor thought for a second and then pointed vaguely in the direction he'd ran from. "Wasn't exactly a planned landing, so it's in the middle of the street," he admitted, knowing that she'd get a kick out of the fact that he still couldn't pinpoint a destination accurately. "See, people just ignore it! They actually have to step into the road to walk around it, and still they don't notice it!" he exclaimed, taking her by the hand and leading the way back to the TARDIS.
"Of course I do. Did you think I'd honestly ever get round to clearing the wardrobe out? It would take decades! Nah, you might even find some era-suitable clothes that fit!" he grinned, even though he could feel that he was shaking a little; he was happy of course, but it didn't stop it being pretty heavy emotionally. These past few days had been quite a strain on his emotional well-being, but at least the results had been good.