If Jamie had his say, he'd not have left at all, bog in the wardrobe or no. But even he has to admit the TARDIS is not in the best of shape at the moment, and, well, sometimes things need to be done. Doesn't mean he likes the idea much either.

"Aye," he agrees. "I've been trying to work on the rooms in Victori...er, in our place so they'll be alright to live in. Although I'd not blame ye for taking your time with some of the larger pieces, anyway. It's not easy to get at some of rooms in here right now."

There's a pang of guilt of his own as he looks over at the doors to the TARDIS. He's still blaming himself at least a little for what happened to make it that way in the first place - and that's it's led to them having to move out. Taking a breath, he tries to put the best face on it that he can. "Besides, maybe it'll all be fixed soon and we can go back."