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Standing staring at the console Doctor had in fact thought of one way to get them off of the ship without harming the people on board. It was a way which he knew full well Phil wouldn't agree with.

There were just to many to run around and retrieve not only that because of the size of them they would be rather tricky to find. "Damn you and your miniature stature." Doctor muttered to the Spheretor that was sitting in front of him. Phil sat on the stairs looking towards the door, for the reason if they needed to go quickly all she'd need to do is jump down a few steps.

"Phil I need to ask you something," here goes nothing, Doctor was going to pose the one solution to his friend. Phil turned and stood up, "What's up? Has the tea kicked in and sparked your brain cells?"

Doctor smiled at her slight joke but then looked at her seriously, Phil stopped smiling and put her hands in her pockets. "I don't like that look, what is it?"

"If you had one way to help people, but that way meant total wipe out for another species would you take it?" Doctor looked up at her, Phil was thinking through his question but then shook her head and glared at him.

"You're talking about killing them," she waved a hand at the Spheretor on the console, "Aren't you?"

"Metaphorically yes."

"There was no metaphorical meaning there at all! You have plainly just admitted to thinking through killing a species to save some people."

"A hundred plus people from dying all at the same time Phil! Can't you even think of the effect that would have?"

"Have you even thought about what a total extinction of a species would do?" Phil said strongly while taking to crossing her arms and looking at him seriously. "What the hell? You're not a murderer...and if you are, and are seriously thinking about going through with this plan I don't know you. And to be quite frank here, if you do I don't want to be around you." Phil said while turning to walk out of the TARDIS.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't want to be around a possible murderer for the time being," she said while exiting the police box. Outraged would be putting it lightly of how she felt right now, sure not everyone can be saved. She knew that as well as anyone else, but talking about killing off a whole species was just utter madness to her. It also didn't make much sense, this was the first time she'd witnessed the Doctor be such a defeatist.

The Doctor on the other hand, still standing processing the telling off he got from Phil, jump to action. "She's right! Oh Phil you secret genius you're so right!" He exclaimed and then hit himself on the forehead, she'd just walked out. He was praising her and she wasn't even here to accept the praise which was being given to her.

Jumping down the steps and towards the door he flung it open and ran down the walkway towards the civilizing people and their oddly made towns. Pulling out the screwdriver he discreetly scanned the area, finding Phil was a rather easy thing to do considering the psychic energy which surrounded her. All he had to do was find a trace of it, pray it wasn't someone else's, and follow the trail straight to her.

Phil's course was a straight forward one, seems she didn't want to go off exploring to places they'd not been to. Pointing the device up at a shop Doctor stopped and looked through the window of a small café. Sitting practically glaring at a coffee was Phil, clearly he'd annoyed her a lot more than what he intended to. He walked up to the door yet stopped when a young man sat down in front of her and started talking. Ouch, he thought while backing off and leaning against the side of the building. What was this annoying pang? Guilt for annoying her, no that certainly wasn't it. Annoyance that some person got to console Phil...annoyance contributed towards jealousy. "I am not jealous of some human talking to Phil," Doctor said while crossing his arms and receiving odd looks from passer bys. But there was that annoying niggling pang again, "Ok maybe I'm lying." He deduced simply with a shrug, looking towards the window he watched as the two of them were on the move. Jumping away from the wall he walked in the opposite direction and hide near a building which was a good vantage point.

Phil looked rather unamused by the young man walking next to her, Doctor couldn't help but mentally laugh at that. She didn't take to strangers to well, "Ooh!" Waving his hands he trotted after them and stopped near another building, looking around the corner he couldn't see them. "How fast are they walking? Phil never walks fast...she's slow...like a snail." He trailed off thoughtfully and then leapt around the corner and down the street when he heard a female scream.

Looking at the two people on the ground he crouched next to a very pale Phil, prying a Spheretor out of her hands he eyed the man. Pointing the screwdriver in his direction he didn't need to look at the readings to know that he was dead.

With wide eyes he directed his attention back to Phil, pocketing the Spheretor he shook her, "Hey! Sleepyhead wakey wakey! You're keeping me waiting again Philippa!" Doctor exclaimed rather desperately, there was nothing, although she was breathing she wasn't waking up. Picking her up he managed to get back to the TARDIS by taking back alleys. He didn't think people would really appreciate him walking through the town with a heavily unconscious teenager in his arms.