[ Suddenly there's no solid ground underneath his webbed feet as he's grabbed from around the middle and brought to face her. Toads don't have eyebrows, but somehow the effect of a scowl is still there. The voice certainly adds to that. ]

I'm not old, and this isn't regeneration it's something that woman did to me. [ He wriggles a bit in her hand to try and adjust himself so that her fingers aren't pressed into his stomach, grumbling as he does. A part of him is actually quite pleased to see that Clara's here. Pleased and worried. ]

Good to see that life with Danny hasn't made you any less sassy. Is he around too or is he teaching the pudding brains of tomorrow?