Panicking? No, not at all, not in any way, he's so incredibly relaxed in this house, it's really charming in fact.
It's all right if he just sort of. Picks up a phone and finds a safe-looking wall to sit against while he starts dialing numbers that won't work, right? Clearly space travel is to blame for this lack of inter-universal signal, too, DAMN IT WHAT GOOD IS THAT CELL PHONE EVEN DOING HIS WIFE. Open calls work, don't they--
Right. This- this is completely impossible, ridiculously impossible, and... you know, I can't believe that I actually just said that. It shouldn't be possible for me to be able to say that about anything by now. [ And yet he is always the one saying that sort of thing. Time to get down to business. ]
Doctor. What did you do and where are we this time?
Amy, if you're here, too, which you probably are... [ Not. Not sure if it would be a good thing for you to be here, quite frankly, but he'll be damned if he doesn't ask after you anyway. It's just always what happens- the three of them stuck on some kind of creepy new adventure together. Plus, he's only human. He wants his wife, it's not a crime or anything 8I ] Just let me know when you hear this. If you're around to hear it. I'll come find you.