Kira stops when the Doctor does, looking at him curiously as he kneels to be more at eye level. Fizgig grumbles and halts in mid-roll, nearly bumping into Kira's foot. Her new companion's curiousity about her language made her smile.

"Oh, that was Podling language. It meant 'come'." She looked down at Fizgig who was hiding behind her skirts. "I was calling to Fizgig to follow." She repeated the word 'tamar', rolling the r as she did.

"You know that many languages?" She asked, impressed. It did make sense, considering he had lived so long. "Maybe you don't know it because you've never been to Thra..." At least, not that she knew.