Glancing down at K-9, Leela could only shrug before looking back at the Doctor. "I would use annoying before cheeky, but K-9 means well." There were many times when Leela lost her temper with her K-9, mostly when he was explaining something in scientific detail that she didn't understand, or he was telling her something she didn't want to hear.
"Hello, Doctor. Thank you," she said, sitting down in one of the chairs. K-9 moved himself beside Leela's chair and remained silent for the meantime. "A banana would be good, I think." If the Doctor was going to have one, she would too. Whether it would help with hunger or to help with keeping her calm while they talked, it didn't matter. "Doctor, I am worried about Romana. But my worry was started when this version of her was here before." Leela never was one to beat-around-the-bush, so she just jumped into the conversation head-first. And talking about timey-wimey things wasn't her strong point, especially when there'd been a Romana here before and that's when everything had started. Hopefully the Doctor would understand what she meant.