"Right, no need to have this thing blow up on us before we get home. We've already nearly been eaten and been soaked to the bone." She smiles a bit to let the Doctor know that for the most part, she doesn't have any hard feelings. She knows how much she cares for this deathtrap of a box.
She straightens out her Banjos! outfit, on the off chance that they've landed somewhere public. She's probably only famous on her Earth, but it's worth looking as meagerly presentable as one can while wearing the contents of the Doctor's wardrobe. She can only hope that any photo evidence that she wore this that is taken will be burned.
Funny, how she can go from fighting for her life against a library and calling the shots in a war to worrying about her t-shirt.
"You might want to let me out first, because you'll scare the locals. With your you-ness."
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Date: 2012-11-09 03:32 am (UTC)She straightens out her Banjos! outfit, on the off chance that they've landed somewhere public. She's probably only famous on her Earth, but it's worth looking as meagerly presentable as one can while wearing the contents of the Doctor's wardrobe. She can only hope that any photo evidence that she wore this that is taken will be burned.
Funny, how she can go from fighting for her life against a library and calling the shots in a war to worrying about her t-shirt.
"You might want to let me out first, because you'll scare the locals. With your you-ness."