"Time isn't always set in stone, Amy. This wasn't supposed to happen, to any of us. He said so, earlier. That means anything could happen. He might die after all." Donna frowned again, clutching her hands together to keep from reaching out and touching him. What had he been up to, since she saw him last?
"Anyway. I'm Donna Noble, this is Amy Pond, lovely to meet you." She smiled, offering a hand to shake. "Nice ship you've got here- I keep telling this one that he needs to try and look a little more technical but he says he likes his box."