Tempus asking her for help was different enough to get her attention instantly. She frowned, closing her eyes. She could feel her friend's anxiety. That was a good place to start. She traced the emotion, feeling something resonating in the distance. Something that did feel like the TARDIS. But... weaker. As if at a distance. And it felt... sick. She pulled her senses away. "Whatever it is, I don't like it," she said softly.