Clara thinks for a moment, eyes skating back and forth in the air, as though she's trying to solve a jigsaw puzzle.
"Could be a pathogen." Oh, why did she never beg for her own sonic screwdriver? Solving this would be so much easier if she could just scan Bobbie to find out what's wrong. "Something in the air, or the water."
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"Could be a pathogen." Oh, why did she never beg for her own sonic screwdriver? Solving this would be so much easier if she could just scan Bobbie to find out what's wrong. "Something in the air, or the water."