The Rani bit her tongue, trying to stay calm at his suggestion. She didn't suppose he was trying to be patronising, but she wanted to do this. While his idea of an entertaining trip out wasn't the same of hers that didn't mean she was going to just leave him to it. She wanted to see what it would feel like, to wanted to see him in action.
"Should I prepare dinner ready for the great warrior's return as well?" she enquired through clenched teeth. "Or do you think that's perhaps too dangerous for me as well? For Rassilon's sake, Kos is this is how it's going to be? When we get of this forsaken rock will you expect me to stay in the TARDIS while you go out and do the dirty work? I appreciate I'm the brains behind this little operation but that does mean I'm some poor weak female that needs to be protected by you or anyone. I've done really quite over the last thousand or so years, better than you or the Doctor in case you've forgotten. Do not underestimate me, Koschei."