Lucy may not have recognized him, but he did. How long had it been since he had last seen her? He had known of course what had happened - it would have been impossible not to. But so much had happened since then and admittedly, he hadn't thought about it since. He had regenerated two times over, three, if you counted what had just happened to him. Seeing her standing at the edge of the pool looking like she hadn't aged a day made all the memories from that day begin to resurface.

For the time being though he kept his face stoic. If she hadn't recognized him, then perhaps it was best not to say anything to the affirmative yet either. "New is relative. Depends on your definition. What gave it away?" he asked peering at her from over the edge of his now defunct sonic sunglasses.