"No, fortunately not." Braxiatel walked up to the Doctor, shutting his eyes for a moment as he let the whispers calm him. "I'm in the Garden of Whispers. I assume you're in some sort of garden as well?"

To all appearance, Braxiatel knew exactly what he was doing. He inclined his head towards the Summer House. "The Summer House is that way. If there isn't anything murderous in that direction for you, we could have some tea there and discuss this. I should warn you, if there is anyone around you, you will look quite mad talking into thin air."