Forever, yeah? [At least that's what she promised. The City has just given her another chance to keep it. He needn't worry about the staring at their hands thing because for a long while, every time she wakes up, she'll want to find him, to see him, to make sure that he's real and this hasn't been some vivid dream because she's had those dreams before.]

Bet we could string a hammock up right here, cross the windows. It'd be good for swingin' in while we watch the view.

[Clearly she is getting in this hammock with you, Doctor.]