Gained Trust

Little sparks of fear caused her stomach to squeeze uncomfortably. This wasn't a book, nor a movie. Any sort of wrong step, any sort of durrhurr moment could be met with swift execution. Life could be so easily extinguished, Time Lord or Ood. If she failed to perfume her duty correctly she could cause the entire plan to spiral out of control. The dead body of a human girl would alert the space pirate of the Doctor's presence. They had met before. He knew the Doctor's bad habits. Nervously her fingers danced on her thigh in that repetitive pattern. Before she could contain herself she blurted out: "Are you sure you can trust me Doctor?"

The Doctor, by the time he had finished explaining what to do to Penelope, had turned his attention and focus on the device he was supposed to create. His sonic screwdriver held firmly in his left hand and brainy specs now flipped out from his pocket to his face. Upon hearing Penelope speak, The Doctor turned back to her, peering over his shoulder before standing to his feet and walking over to her. "I wouldn't trust anybody else right now" He told her, smirking after he spoke, "Because i know..you will be..fantastic. If we want to bring them down and free these people then i am going to need your help..i am going to need you to trust not just me..but yourself. Think you can do that?".

Placing a gentle hand on Penelope's shoulder, The Doctor nodded then peered over to the teleportation pod, "Here. Take this" he told her, handing her his sonic screwdriver, "You might need it. Use your pad when you need my help, i can walk you through everything". Without another word, The Doctor turned back to the tent and the Ood to begin working on the device. From this point onward, the time was ticking, the pieces were put into place, Balthazar readied his Sontaron rebels for the oncoming battle.