--"I wanted to help," she said, a bit plaintively. "He invoked one of my dark faces, but I thought I did make things a little quieter for him."

She squeezed the Doctor's hand. "I know you, you know. Through other eyes. You were their friend, so I'm yours. And you can always call on me."

She went on tiptoe to press a brief kiss on his forehead--

And then was there before him, goddess again, with the same smile in the grim industrial light of the underground tunnel. She was a warm presence in the back of his mind.

Good luck, she told him.