Martha / Jacob
It was brilliant, all of it. I don't know how I kept it together, honestly. I just knew it was real, somehow, and I went along with it. That makes me sound a bit mad, doesn't it? I trusted the Doctor, even though I'd only just met him, because he'd risked his life to save all of us who were trapped on the moon.
No, not at all, don't worry about it. I don't mind. What is it that makes you feel like you're wearing a yoke? I suppose I could see it that way, still being tied to the Doctor and his adventures, but it's hard to mind it, really. I just miss my family at home, but I've heard time will reverse when I'm sent back. They probably won't even notice I'm missing. And that, too, is just like my old adventuring life.