[ She could try to explain that TARDISes are grown, not made, and she'll not find viable parts here to build one anyway, and even if she did, the power required alone...
but there are other ways to hop across dimensions. And besides, you should never say never.
[Skye still has a lot of questions, but her mind is all over the place and she can't pinpoint a specific question to ask her right now. Climbing into the 'bed', Skye doesn't realize just how badly she needed to be horizontal until now.]
Are you going to tuck me into bed and read me a bedtime story?
And settles down beside her, readying a story like she's done this a thousand times before. Dad skills: you never lose them. ]
I've got so many I could tell you... [ She glances round the medical tent, searching, perhaps, for inspiration... ]
Oh! How about that time I went undercover in hospital, 'cos I wanted to investigate some really weird readings I'd picked up, and ended up on the moon.
[ You're not hallucinating, it's just Doctor Who. ]
Definitely not. My friend wondered the same thing. She was working there as a medical student, you see, that's how we met. [ Fondly, if wistful, ] ...Good ol' Martha Jones.
[ Like this is the most natural thing anyone's ever said, ] But we could breathe 'cos the space rhinos who'd kidnapped the hospital put a force-field round the building to keep the air in. Air bubble on the moon. To their credit, it worked really well, right up till we ran out of oxygen...
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but there are other ways to hop across dimensions. And besides, you should never say never.
She cocks her head curiously, ]
Who's Bruce?
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[That he's a super smart guy who also happens to turn into a literal monster? Yeah.]
Bruce Banner. He's a really smart scientist/doctor. If anyone could help you, it would be him.
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But first, c'mon! Back to bed with you.
[ She doesn't touch Skye, but gestures for her to follow along, into a tent. ]
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You take your name way too seriously.
[But she's following her. Happy?]
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[ Good girl! She pulls back the sheets of a bed for her, smiling encouragingly. Everyone loves quarantine tents, it's a great time in here. ]
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Are you going to tuck me into bed and read me a bedtime story?
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[ It's really hard to tell if she's offering seriously or not. ]
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Oh no. She doesn't get sarcasm. They totally can't be friends, sorry. Skye can't associate with people who don't get sarcasm.Okay, but, maybe she wouldn't mind company right now...]
Only if you're not busy.
[The Doctor has to have a lot of stories up her sleeve, right?]
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And settles down beside her, readying a story like she's done this a thousand times before. Dad skills: you never lose them. ]
I've got so many I could tell you... [ She glances round the medical tent, searching, perhaps, for inspiration... ]
Oh! How about that time I went undercover in hospital, 'cos I wanted to investigate some really weird readings I'd picked up, and ended up on the moon.
Me, and the whole hospital.
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[Her mind is a little scattered right now, so maybe she just misheard her.]
How do you end up on the moon? How did you not die? I mean, hospitals aren't airtight. Right?
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Definitely not. My friend wondered the same thing. She was working there as a medical student, you see, that's how we met. [ Fondly, if wistful, ] ...Good ol' Martha Jones.
[ Like this is the most natural thing anyone's ever said, ] But we could breathe 'cos the space rhinos who'd kidnapped the hospital put a force-field round the building to keep the air in. Air bubble on the moon. To their credit, it worked really well, right up till we ran out of oxygen...
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[What. The. Hell? Not that this place was that much less weird, what with the deer and everything.]
Why would they want to kidnap a hospital?