Communications… great. [He latches onto the word, hopeful. He’s still not exactly sure how a journal will help him in that regard, but then again the DeLorean turned out to be hell of a lot more than a mere sports car.] So all I gotta do is find it and –-

[And then all of what Vastra has said sinks in and he breaks off, staring bug-eyed at her.]

Excuse me? [Marty has another super quick look at his clothes before a weak, lopsided grin quirks his lips. He shifts his weight.] Uh, no! No, I’m, I’m good – [He interrupts himself] - great, actually. Very comfortable. I like them in my, uh… clothes.

[He lets out a sad attempt at a chuckle before his smile falls, all sorts of unsure about what they’re actually talking about.]