Gives the Doctor a look, but doesn’t say anything.
"Do not speak to me in this manner.” Romana bristles angrily, her fingers twitching by her side as if they ache to slap; but she exercises restraint. “You wished for the subject to be dropped? I dropped it. I was merely reminding you that it will not be forgotten. I sense that no matter when I bring it up… this,” she gestures to him, “will always be the reaction.”
"Most likely, yeah, it will," the Doctor snaps, almost instantly regretting his tone but much too worked up to let that show. "I said I didn’t want to talk about it and I really don’t ever want to, alright? I just don’t." He pauses, jaw clenched as he draws a deep breath through his nose. This was very obviously a sore subject for him- though one he knew Romana had a right to be concerned or at least curious about.
"I’m going to the library," he mutters, shoving his hands in his pockets as he begins to walk away.
“I’m about to shoot you in the foot.”
"I-I, erm, I do have a badge. ‘ang on."