should she—? oh, well... what's the worst that could happen?

cue her scraping her throat, moving a little closer. “ ...uh, hi, uh... i just wanted to say, uh... i think you're really pretty? yeah... sorry... ” already, she was a blushing mess.

someone sure is pretty; it's mila. and although flidor hasn't been able to take her eyes off of her...

...whatever would she want to do with a girl like flidor? she can't imagine it...

who, her—?

...she might have to be a little more direct.

- who, she? oh, nobody. totally not a stowaway.
- really? she'd love that, actually.
- she's down for whatever; and she certainly might request that...
- surely there's room for at least one extra in that lifestyle?
- cuddles after are always good.
- likewise.
- she wouldn't mind getting closer.

...where is she, even—?

scared?! no! i'm not afraid, just... what are you doing? what is this!?

what do you mean? why? what kind of cage? what for? no—

...

[ screaming— ]

we should work together. stop fighting, and conquer together.

a time lord with too little time?

perhaps if she stopped working alone...

aww, thanks! you're too kind.

definitely!

as it happens, i'm not human. but even if i was... you'd still look wonderful.

absolutely, yeah! looks very classy, very stylish... almost ethereal, really.