Phaedra was a quiet addition to the meeting, though she knew that the blood bags she had in her coat were going to do a lot of their own talking.
She had not been able to find a way to analyze them since finding them, and though she knew the Doctor, had not crossed his path. She felt it a good assumption that he would be here, and therefore brought them with her. He could analyze them on the spot.
Her arms crossed over her chest as Jo walked away, and Phaedra arched an eyebrow at Dean, scanning the room for anyone else she knew, or a thought that might scream something utterly abnormal.