It was a testament to how different Ash felt in their company that he counted himself among the 'people' without having to pause. "I've no opinions either way," he admitted. "I trust you both."

The Real Ash had cared more about comfort than appearances, favoring jumpers and henleys over anything flattering. Half the time he'd lived with Martha, Ash had just worn pyjamas, and then after that he spent just as much time nude as anything.