His face could change, but he would always be her Doctor. She accepted the help from him, getting to her feet and leaning on him. She knew better, then to ever show weakness to the Doctor, she did. But she couldn't help that now, and he didn't seem to be pulling away from her because of it.

And besides, they were going to a Medbay, if they could lessen the pain at all, she could put on the act that she was fully better until she was on her own again. She clung to her journal, to the screwdriver, and somehow... she still managed to cling to him.