"Oh yes! It would get rather thick around here with only myself, no matter how many of me happened to be around." He turned to hail his companions. "Victoria! Oh, Victoria - come here, my dear. This is Rose... and... why that... what does he think he's doing?" He looked up at Ten and gave him a pat on the arm. "Our Third incarnation always thinks he can keep things to himself. You didn't inherit that, did you? Let's follow him."
With that he set out after Three, who had a good lead and was still hoping he wasn't being noticed. Victoria, who'd come when he'd called, stood and looked after him uncertainly then looked at Rose. "I'm sorry, he's like that sometimes. But I guess you probably know that? My name's Victoria Waterfield, and I originally came from a time I've been told is called the Victorian Era, though that's for the Queen of course, not me. When did you come from?"