Date: 2015-02-15 10:42 pm (UTC)
legendthatwas: Freema looking downwards very intently (why am I always so intense)
The guy looks familiar, as though Martha's seen him in passing--though to be fair, she lives in London and did a load of travelling, so she's seen a lot of people in passing--but then he refers to 'the hotel' and things make a lot more sense. Besides, there's no one else here, and doesn't seem like there has been for weeks.

"Yeah," she says, then clears her throat, treads carefully over the chaos towards him. They don't know each other, but in situations like this, she's found, you work with whomever you're with and handle small talk later. Provided there is a later. "And there wasn't a door back for me at all. I'm really sorry it got you, but I'm a bit glad I didn't end up here alone, to be perfectly honest."

Because the place is creepy, would be creepy even if it didn't potentially have small herds of ravening dinosaurs with very sharp teeth.
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