[The smell here's not as bad as the pungent sulfur smell had been on the planet of the Gonds, but it's enough to make Jamie wrinkle his nose as he steps out from the TARDIS. But there's more important things to worry about other than an unpleasant odor right now, and Jamie is quick to find an out of the way spot to study his surroundings from - and to use to confer with Oliver as well. He keeps his voice down, though. That machinery may be loud enough for them to hear through the door, but it doesn't hurt to be quiet.]
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Here, what do ye make of that, Oliver?