Chapter 53
"I'm really starting to think you don't understand," Blist growled the words. "Of course I understand, Private," Bloom-Jutteridge replied. "We are marooned on Earth and our best option is to wait for rescue. Clearly, it is you who is failing to grasp the situation, which, frankly I find entirely unsurprising." Dalton edged his body in front of Blist. The Doctor’s haughty tone was causing veins to bulge in her temple and he knew an explosion was imminent if he didn’t intervene. If Blist attacked with even the slightest violent intent the contradiction would cause her implant to fry. "We can't wait for rescue," he said simply. "No one is coming for us here. And if someone did, they might not be the kind of people you want to be rescued by." “What is that supposed to mean?” Bloom-Jutterid
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