Lucy's kind of enjoying it too. It's been a while since she met someone who actually knew who he was - and who didn't also hate her. Apart from Evelyn, of course. She made Lucy hot cocoa. Lovely woman. But of course, neither her nor the Doctor knew the part she'd play later in his life.

She snorts a bit at the comparison between the two. The former is a bit more familiar for her. "The Victorian one kept losing his shirt," she answers with amusement. "What are they like besides that, though?"