David had been trying very hard to ignore most of the psychic ripples he felt, since returning from the jungles of Jumanji. Trying to get his head together, and shake off the memories of that hunter, the one that looked so much like his father, he was.

That's when he notices her. The oddly familiar, and yet wrong feeling of something borne of his own sick mind, his own selfish mistakes. It's all he can do not to bolt for the Doctor's TARDIS, to hide himself away until whoever it was, was gone again.

Instead, he forces himself outside, slipping easily out of the castle, with nary a witness to his destination. She's easy enough to find, this ruined thing from a world that wasn't meant to exist, but David hold back, watching her from a distance, while he tries to reconcile the presence of someone from the Age of Apocalypse in Paradisa. Slowly, he approaches her, his hands dug deeply in his pockets.

"Why's it that this place always bloody takes us at our worst, eh?"

David crouches down so he's at eye-level with Paige, taking in the sight of her with his mismatched green-and-blue eyes. He recognizes the collar almost immediately. It's a little more high-tech, but there was no mistaking a mutant inhibitor collar.

"Want me ta get that wee nasty thing off o' you? I've seen what those things do ta people if left in 'em for too long.