The TARDIS responds with an acknowledgement and agreement. She sees no particularly need for prying, at least not for something as private as that.
Not that the TARDIS usually worries too much about people's privacy. She feels a bit more kinship with this entity though, at least slightly more than for humans. And she'd also like to make allies - friends, as the Doctor calls them. So unless she has a very good reason, she won't go poking for information that isn't offered.
Her next response is a lot less digital, and a lot more... Well, emotional.
She shares with it just a tiny fraction of what she's been feeling lately, imparting the emotions directly. Loneliness. Frustration. Confusion and distress. A deep and intense need to return to where she came from. Worry that it might prove a lot harder to achieve than initially thought.
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Not that the TARDIS usually worries too much about people's privacy. She feels a bit more kinship with this entity though, at least slightly more than for humans. And she'd also like to make allies - friends, as the Doctor calls them. So unless she has a very good reason, she won't go poking for information that isn't offered.
Her next response is a lot less digital, and a lot more... Well, emotional.
She shares with it just a tiny fraction of what she's been feeling lately, imparting the emotions directly. Loneliness. Frustration. Confusion and distress. A deep and intense need to return to where she came from. Worry that it might prove a lot harder to achieve than initially thought.