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pinkandyellow (pinkandyellow) wrote in silverage,

Rose winced in sympathy. “Tough break.” Rose really wasn't happy to be back in the shop, but at least she was used to it. She couldn't imagine putting all that effort into something and then just being told it was all for nothing. “Still. Doctor. She must be smart then. She probably picks things up quick enough.”

Right. Well, so much for easing that worry. At least he wasn't alone though. That was something. Course she had more questions now, but the way Donna refused to meet her eyes told her that her gut feeling coming in was right. “Well, good then,” she muttered. What else could she say? She followed Donna's line of sight. “Robots then.” She stared down at it. She could only make sense of the outfit. It was either stuck like the rest of them or had gotten history a bit wrong. Probably the first. Still, and she wasn't a history expert or anything, but the outfit was definitely pretty outdated. She fingered one of the sleeves. So what was it doing on robot from the future? “Do you think they were going for the real thing or just costume party?” She wasn't really sure where she was going with that, but hopefully it would help ease the awkward tension she had created.