[Locked to Martha]

You make me forget how to speak.

And then your kindness reminds me what it means to be home, a place I have avoided to much in my own life, looking for grander things.

[Locked to the Doctor]

Did you ever finish my quarto of Hamlet? Your handwriting is so much less painful.

CAT

How heavy do I journey on the way,
When what I seek, my weary travel's end,
Doth teach that ease and that repose to say,
'Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!'