The jagged shudder of her outer shell connecting with the immense object she had been piloted into, caused the TARDIS Matrix to furiously run a full check on all her systems whilst wondering what in the universe the Doctor had been thinking about this time to fly her so carelessly again?
Once she was satisfied that the damage was only minor, she exited her console, ribboning out in streams of golden energy to where her human body laid, limp as a marionnette in the stasis chamber where it was always kept.
She blinked her eyes open and raised herself up from the bed. Resting both feet upon the floor, she stood up awkwardly, resisting the urge to sit back down again as she felt the pull of gravity begin to topple her over to the floor. Grabbing hold of a railing she stepped hesitantly forwards, stretching out her arms for balance until she finally got the hang of it and exited out into the corridor, heading for the console room.
She stood silently in the doorway, watching the Doctor as he made repairs to her TARDIS body. After a few moments she coughed lightly to grab is attention. “I do wish you would take more care with your steering, Doctor. Sometimes you’re like a six year old learning to ride a push bike! Have you even heard of stabilizers?” Rolling her eyes she pointed towards her console. “They are the blue buttons, by the way.”