Martha couldn't help but display just a tinge of the bright smile that threatened to burst forth and spread across her face, her-Doctor-like, with pleasure, at the expression of wonder on Steve's face. She'd picked up more than a few traits of her travelling companion along the way, though it was only maybe now that she'd met his latest incarnation, admitted that her Doctor was the past, that she was willing to admit it.

"It's been a while since I was called a dame," she said, and that grin shone through a little more. "But from you I'll definitely take it as a compliment, Steve Rogers." She extended a hand to shake his. "I've found out that it's always good to have help, no matter how good you think you are."