[ So often in a frenzy, from moment to moment, he misses the smaller details, the ones that are so important. Excited to show off his TARDIS, he'd completely overlooked the rest of his surroundings. He does that far too often, too, not noticing the smaller things. Perhaps here, he needs to...slow down.

And as he steps back outside a few paces and looks around, he does a small turn, surveying it all, a soft smile on his face. ]

I love what you've done here. Really — fab! No, no, that's not the right word, it's not enough, it's...

[ He makes a show of taking a deep breath, closing his eyes, letting out a breath, and then opening his eyes again, still with a smile. ]

Beautiful. All of it. My apologies to the flowers, of course! You don't mind it here, you're sure? The madman and his blue police box?