She closed and locked the door, then slid into a bench, her back to the door, as if she didn't care who might come up behind them, presuming River would slide in across from her. "Four of him, to be specific. As well as a number of people from Torchwood," Not her favorite organization, though they were slightly less irritating than Unit if you ignored Jack. "A Tardis that isn't a Tardis," Two of them, really. "A dalek who is under my protection, thank you very much, a number of weeping angels who are not, and Rose Tyler." Was she forgetting anyone? She didn't think so. Donna and Clara had both left some time ago. And the way she said Rose's name made it clear she held the woman in disdain. Well, she was really more of a child than a woman, wasn't she?