[If it would help, she isn't entirely sure if she is running to or from something either - but she does know that the something is herself.]

No more choice than I usually have. And I don't mind the surrounds so much, reminds me of home a bit.

[Was it sad that she considered Stormcage home? Albeit a home you only visited between trips. Probably. But she's not going to think about it too deeply and she's not going back - she's been pardoned. She rolled her eyes inwardly at the Doctor because only he could make himself disappear from all the records in multiple galaxies.]

So many little soldiers to corrupt, so little time.