Dmitri glances to Toshiko. "Lived here all my life, мой красивый електрон. Wars, great, freaky Rift weather, fine, crazy behemoths who turn into spiney marmosets, super, immortal teleporting psychopaths? Whoa, there. That's not on."

She stretches out her legs, looking for a way to get comfortable on the hard floor. Then looks back up to the Doctor.

"Please tell me that whatever explanation lies behind said immortal teleporting psychopathic apparently-not-so-suppressed-as-all-that memories not-Jack is not triggered by Gary, Indiana."