Светлана Едгарова Назарова

[Most of this is written, except what's being said to Petronilla. She's gotta keep some privacy, after all.]

Well, we made it through the first day, didn't we? That's something to be happy about. [A few scratchouts.] You really expect this to help us at all, Admiral? Or is this really just a giant game for you?

[Private to Martha]

I didn't give you a proper welcome back, did I?

[Private to Una]

I don't even know what to say, Una. I'm so sorry. I brought you what you asked for and more. After this flood goes away, perhaps I can give it to you?

[Private to Petronilla - Whispered Audio]

Petronilla, tell me if you're alright. [A pause.] I didn't abandon you. This is the Admiral's doing. So...be nice to Eddie.

[Spam for Victor]

[A few more days. That's what she kept telling herself. Just a few more days of this and she would be free. Being attached to the Doctor hadn't been so bad. But Victor was...awful. She liked him well enough, but the awkwardness was terrible and oppressive and she didn't know how to handle it.

Even sitting in the library with him, as she was doing at the moment, was annoying. She could feel the tension and it made her want to throw things.]