As they flew, he watched her as she talked, wondering how it was possible anyone (even an immortal) could be so cheerful. It was almost eerie how happy she was. Almost. Mostly, it was refreshing, just as it had been when he had met Clara. Of course, any type of cheerfulness was refreshing after being pulled out of a war.

Luckily, they landed in the park before Baroona could dwell more on that thought. He bowed slightly in thanks to Mary, then looked around. So there was green in 'the City', though it seemed a bit to small to be the countryside. Perhaps it was a village? Or maybe a rich noble's private gardens. Or maybe--

Oh. Right. She was talking to him. He looked towards her blankly and blinked. "Um." He thought back to what she had said, and shrugged. Even the ice cream here was unusual. 'Cherry Chocolate Chunk'? What had happened to plain old vanilla and chocolate? "Whatever you're having."