[No amount of life experience could ever have prepared her for this particular scenario in this particular set of circumstances. In fact, it's almost like the set up for a very bad joke. Immediately, she tells herself: do not flirt with Petre's lady counterpart, because, well, that would be really fucked up. And complicated. And -- tedious, she imagines, having to do it all over again.
No reason not to be friendly though. ] Maybe you should tell the Doctor? [Jem's breakfast: some bread, a lone bar of chocolate. And she imagines, of course, that no one is taking anything from Petra that was not already theirs to begin with. Just a feeling.] If they're really stealing stuff.
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No reason not to be friendly though. ] Maybe you should tell the Doctor? [Jem's breakfast: some bread, a lone bar of chocolate. And she imagines, of course, that no one is taking anything from Petra that was not already theirs to begin with. Just a feeling.] If they're really stealing stuff.