Robin let the Doctor pull her to the van, walking calmly along behind him with a completely neutral expression. At the last moment, she turned back to the group and gave them a reassuring smile before she and the Doctor disappeared from the base. With a deep breath, she brought her eyes up to meet his as he turned to look at her. The fire in his eyes was unmistakable.
With another gulp of air, she tried her best to keep her cool and not let her face betray her fear. Robin had seen this look in the Doctor's eyes before... This anger, this seriousness, this threatening glare that he had now. But it was the first time any of these emotions had ever been directed toward her. It made her sad, to see him this cross with her... When all she had done was become something that he should have wanted.
Still, though, she kept her calm as he stared into her eyes. The deep blue held no trace of her anxiety, only revealing tranquility and the happiness she felt anytime her Doctor was near. Then, however, he started to smile. And when that happened, Robin sighed, her eyes closing, and smiled back. When he had finished speaking, she opened them again, and he would be able to see that tears were threatening to spill over.
"Okay Doctor," she began, still getting used to the deeper sound of her voice. Though she could hear its resemblance to the woman's in the advert, it held none of the menacing undertone they had heard in that person's message. Hopefully that was a good thing. "I have a couple things to tell you and then five very important questions to ask." She looked into his golden eyes, grinning widely.
"Now, as far as I know, I am not an incarnation of some psychotic Time Lord, Master or Rassilon or otherwise. I'm just Robin, human Robin who was changed by Romana as a baby. But hear me on this." Her eyes grew more serious, and her face stern. "In my present state of mind, as simply Robin... If I were to turn out to be any of those things... Well I, here and now, am telling you that I would want you to make me pay. What's being done here is horrible and I absolutely hate it and want it to end. And if it turns out that I actually do have to die for that... Well, you know." The grin returned then.
"Also... HOW FLIPPING COOL IS THIS?" Her voice grew to an excited pitch and her eyes shone. "I'm a damn Time Lord!" For a moment, she danced in place, still looking a little lanky and uncoordinated. After she finished, she continued smiling at him and calmed down a little.
"Now... for the important questions." Her expression took on a tinge of worry, but she soon pushed it back and replaced her pleasant look. "One. What was in the letter that made you let me out?" Her questions were burning inside her, needing to be answered and soon.
"Two. What do I look like?" The tone implied a question of whether or not she was attractive. "I can feel that I'm taller, I know I have black hair... As you said before I have bigger hips... But what do I really look like? It seems like a silly question but I want to know. From your perspective."
"Three. What did you hear inside my head?" This particular question scared her a little, for she had seen the Doctor's expression when mentioning it and it didn't bode well.
"Four. If I tried, could I lift those 'iron walls' you talked about and let you see in my head? I want everyone to trust me, Doctor, and I know they won't unless you can somehow prove to them that I don't mean them any harm." Then, the grin widened, and she held her arms out.
"Five. And this, Doctor, is the most important question of them all... Can I have a hug?"