It's not the first time that the sun's gone wibbly for Amy Pond, but the last time, the earth had been about to be incinerated, a raggedy Doctor from her past showed up, and a weird fishy alien with teeth was lurking around an extra bedroom in her house. Seeing as none of that has turned up, she suspects that this time around is more of the normal space-sciencey-stuff that she hadn't paid much attention to.

History and art, those are things that Amy adores. Biology and physics and space, those were things she relied on the Doctor for. It's not that she can't be good at that sort of thing, it's just that she never really bothered to care when she had a Time Lord to care for her.

Shielding her gaze, she squints up at the bright glare as the sun begins to slowly vanish, bit by bit. There's a touch of anxiety kicking around in her, because what if. What if something is about to happen, what if the atmosphere is being sealed off, what if...? Glancing around, she tries to find someone near, just to get a little reassurance, or maybe to hide behind if things go south. "Oi!" she shouts, when she sees someone. "What do you figure, is it just a normal eclipse?"