She laughs and giggles, hugging her werewolf Doctor, completely unafraid, even when she should be. She knows the Doctor would never intentionally physically harm her, and would all but let the world get destroyed to save her.

"Hey." She snuggles him carefully, and even more carefully rubs the back of the red glowing eyes with a hand. Still not grey or clawed yet, but it's only a matter of time before she winds up like Dean. "You've been gone lately, yanno?" She carefully patted down his chest, still looking for the screwdriver. "'M turning stone. Think you can stop the Medusa effect, Love?"