[Narvin stares at Kay's hand for a moment, as if he isn't sure what it's doing held out like that. Then he recalls the human custom, and takes Kay's hand in his. He doesn't entirely know what he's doing or how long a handshake is supposed to last so he just clasps Kay's hand for a while, waiting for a cue on what to do next.]

I should have expected that my holiday would end this way. I can't go anywhere these days without violence breaking out. [The words are bleak, but he says them lightly and with a small smile of his own.]

Rassilon knows how I'll explain this [he nods his head towards his left arm, which is in a sling] to Romana.