[At least he gets her references. His general attitude works wonders to put her at ease, and she's grateful for his sense of humor.]
Yeah, or that's just the fastest way to end up a raptor's dinner.
[Her arms cross over her chest as she playfully retorts. Her head turns, glancing toward the path he's pointed out. There's a lovely do not enter sign, which isn't foreboding at all. It's not that she's not brave. She is, quite often. But usually that bravery comes attached to being hand in hand with the Doctor, who she is unfortunately without here.]
Suppose there's only one way to find out.
[An eyebrow arches as she glances his way, smiling. And since he seems the type to insist ladies are first, she hurries off down along the path ahead of him.]
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Yeah, or that's just the fastest way to end up a raptor's dinner.
[Her arms cross over her chest as she playfully retorts. Her head turns, glancing toward the path he's pointed out. There's a lovely do not enter sign, which isn't foreboding at all. It's not that she's not brave. She is, quite often. But usually that bravery comes attached to being hand in hand with the Doctor, who she is unfortunately without here.]
Suppose there's only one way to find out.
[An eyebrow arches as she glances his way, smiling. And since he seems the type to insist ladies are first, she hurries off down along the path ahead of him.]