At that Robert stopped and turned to look at Jack, with a contemplative look. "You know you never realize how utterly crazy that sounds until you hear someone saying it back to you? Guess I owe a bunch of former POWs an apology." He laughed and Martha didn't fully understand why it was funny... they needed to have story time stat.
"Oh do get on with it." A voice from the doorway that had been missing for several minutes finally spoke up. "Time machine or not we don't really have all day, and I believe that Jack is awaiting a specific response." Leaning against the door, blocking the view into the TARDIS was the Doctor.
Let no one say that the doctor liked waiting. Running yes, but waiting... Martha remembered 1969. That should have been proof enough. She reached over and grabbed Jack's hand with an amused look.
Robert waved his hand and shook his head. "Guess we may as well get this over with then." That said he started leading him and Gwen to the blue box, the Doctor disappearing back inside, the door closing a bit. It wasn't until they pushed the door open that his eyes widened. Now Rob was not easily surprised. But this... He let out a LONNNNNNG whistle. "Well..."