[He glared at the Doctor when he described the noble uniform robes of the Celestial Intervention Agency as a nightgown. A nightgown!]
Friendly? Doctor, I don't do friendly.
[But he's already gone.]
Right.
[He tries to smile at the human woman. It's a tight, thin-lipped smile and doesn't look at all trustworthy.]
Watch me do the next pod, then begin with the others. And watch carefully. I don't want to have to repeat myself as I go because you weren't keeping up.
[And he turned to the next trapped human. He was sure the woman muttered something about wishing she could slap him again, but no slap came so he dismissed it from his mind and focused on getting this finished so they could get out of here and back to safety.]
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Friendly? Doctor, I don't do friendly.
[But he's already gone.]
Right.
[He tries to smile at the human woman. It's a tight, thin-lipped smile and doesn't look at all trustworthy.]
Watch me do the next pod, then begin with the others. And watch carefully. I don't want to have to repeat myself as I go because you weren't keeping up.
[And he turned to the next trapped human. He was sure the woman muttered something about wishing she could slap him again, but no slap came so he dismissed it from his mind and focused on getting this finished so they could get out of here and back to safety.]