"Martha yes... Jones I think. She was a doctor. Kind of like dad, well not really. He's not a doctor, not really. But he calls himself Doctor. That's funny isn't it?" Jenny giggled as she stepped away from the ship. She was rambling a bit but it must have been the head wound. She was feeling dizzy too. "It all seems funny. Especially with my ship about to explode." She laughed again and grabbed the woman's arm before turning her and starting to walk away from the ship and the approaching sirens.
"This is my favorite part of my adventures you know? I get it from my dad, he's always running. Never stops. Running running running." She giggled again and turned to Sally giving her a large grin.
"Well are you going to run with me? I don't exactly know where to run to. But as long as we're running I'm sure we'll be okay." She knew now that it was her head, probably a concussion. She had blacked out for a bit in the ship, and now her head was spinning and she wasn't making sense. But she knew that if her new friend was scared of the sirens, it was probably bad. So she had to run.
"Are we going to be running for our life? Yes, that sounds about right. Don't it?" She grinned at Sally before squeezing her hand and taking off down the street. Her legs were killing her, but she had to run. She just had to.