Her moms flat from London was here. Did they some how travel to London? And if they had why was her mother missing? She seemed far too calm for that to be unusual of an occurrence and so the idea that they had made it to London seemed farfetched and not right. Why was it that the wackier the story, the more right it felt? Just their luck, he supposed.
"That makes it your flat, for the time being, and I wouldn't push it aside just yet. Maybe it's a good thing you have somewhere to go, to sleep." Matt supposed he would be sleeping on the couch in his office until he discovered what exactly the rules were to all of this. But it was better than nothing. He was going to miss the TARDIS. Kind of.
"If you'd like. Or you can stay here with your mom's things, keep them safe. I can manage and we have been through a lot already." He would understand if she wanted to stay. Perhaps for a bath and a snuggle into familiar sheets. But he wouldn't stop her from coming with him either.