Slowly, she begins to frown, beginning to piece together a possible answer, one that's as unusual as it can get. "The Weeping Angels," she says quietly, looking towards him once more, her eyes carefully studying her. "It's said that they can displace people in time. Send them back, send them away. You said you'd heard of the Weeping Angels. Maybe they got to you too."

The 'too' is a slip up, and one she doesn't notice.