Thane hasn't forgotten that April is there so much as decided she doesn't matter for the moment. "Yeah, nice of him," Thane says. "What's real nice is that sources say my being here was a fluke of improbability, and yet somehow, he's coded something into the journals that needs my presence to display it."

He crouches down, bringing him eye-level with the Doctor.

"Precocious man, your Captain. I'm wondering how many of these little love notes he's left, and how many people he's kindly asked to take care of me."