Her expression turns toward annoyance, thinking that he is mocking her. Donna will admit that she is some things, like stubborn, brash and loud, but never that. No, never that.

Yet when he starts to speak again, it takes a moment to register the I part. Her brow furrows and her mouth opens, although it closes again, perplexed and confused, and had she heard that right? But... But...

And oh. Oh, he sounds far too happy. And her eyes narrow. "You- You- what? You just decided hey, let's steal this guy's look and his body, and then prance around pretending to be him?"