She's almost immediately torn away from the Cybermen when her gaze locks onto his, and it's just as well, really, because it brings into sharp awareness the way the building (and this room, particularly) is starting to fall apart. A touch from natural malfunction and neglect, she thinks, and a good portion from human brains trapped in Cyberbodies destroying everything in sight.
It's a race between her mouth and her legs, which will move faster, and her legs win. She's already grabbed his hand and started pulling him out of the room, because for Rassilon's sake, this building isn't going to last long enough for them to have this conversation. Which isn't to say she can't get in anything on the go.
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She's almost immediately torn away from the Cybermen when her gaze locks onto his, and it's just as well, really, because it brings into sharp awareness the way the building (and this room, particularly) is starting to fall apart. A touch from natural malfunction and neglect, she thinks, and a good portion from human brains trapped in Cyberbodies destroying everything in sight.
It's a race between her mouth and her legs, which will move faster, and her legs win. She's already grabbed his hand and started pulling him out of the room, because for Rassilon's sake, this building isn't going to last long enough for them to have this conversation. Which isn't to say she can't get in anything on the go.
"What the hell are you doing here?"