"I'm pretty sure that most lovely wonderful girls are happy to see you, Jack. At least the straight ones, and more than a few gay men." She was teasing with a sparkle in her eyes, and blimey did it feel fantastic to do it.

The comment about being taken made her sigh though, and she closed her eyes for a moment. When she'd first arrived here, Martha had been entirely certain that the Doctor would notice the fact that she was missing and that he'd come with the TARDIS and find her. The certainty had been tempered when she'd remembered the Barge, and then as time had gone on it'd become even less around. After all, she'd been out of time aboard the Barge; how would he notice her being gone?

Still, it felt brilliant to hear. "Thanks Jack." She paused and then tightened her arms around him again. "I mean it."