[Oh yes, those numbers. She had hoped hers would be gone by now, or that she'd forget it was there. She doesn't like the idea of being marked by something without knowing it. It just wasn't right. She occasionally glances down at her arm while trailing along after him, in the moments her eyes weren't busy scanning over and taking in everything else.]
Living quarters, maybe? A girl I spoke with, she said we were given places to sleep. This has gotta be it, if the numbers on our arms mean anything.
[And they better mean something, or else she's going to have to find someone to go off on.]
Dunno if I like the idea of all this just being set up for us, though. We've got no control in any of it, no idea what's hiding behind any of these walls. They must be joking if they think all of us are just gonna go along with that.
[She glances up and over at the Doctor with an expectant look. He's free to reassure her that no power in the universe will hold them there and that he'll have her back where she belongs in no time at all, and under no circumstances will there be things lurking in the walls that might harm either of them.]
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Living quarters, maybe? A girl I spoke with, she said we were given places to sleep. This has gotta be it, if the numbers on our arms mean anything.
[And they better mean something, or else she's going to have to find someone to go off on.]
Dunno if I like the idea of all this just being set up for us, though. We've got no control in any of it, no idea what's hiding behind any of these walls. They must be joking if they think all of us are just gonna go along with that.
[She glances up and over at the Doctor with an expectant look. He's free to reassure her that no power in the universe will hold them there and that he'll have her back where she belongs in no time at all, and under no circumstances will there be things lurking in the walls that might harm either of them.]