The Doctor and Dan are in a tight spot, to the Doctor's disadvantage.
"Why does everybody think I'm human? Read my lips: not human!"
The aliens ignored her and continued to chatter to themselves at the far side of the room. The Doctor tugged at her restraints in frustration.
"I don't think that'll work any better than the last ten times you've tried that," came a droll voice to her right. She turned to Dan, trussed up as tightly to a metal table as she was. "What's put a bee on your bonnet? They said this was important and wouldn't harm us." His brows narrowed in concern. "They were right, right?"
The Doctor nodded as she gritted her teeth and tugged again at the cuff attaching her wrist to the table.
"Yes, yes, you'll be fine. The particular drug they're talking about is fatal to some species but is harmless to humans. But they only deep scanned you, didn't give me barely a glance. Bloody patriarchal…" She broke off into a grumbling mumble before shouting "not human" at the assembled crowd, still discussing something between themselves. "It's alright for you, you've only got one heart. Try having two."
"Two hearts?!" Dan exclaimed. The aliens didn't pay any attention to him
"Yep. Usually an advantage. This time, well," she scrunched up her nose in irritation, "not so much. They think my biology is similar to yours but they're going to find out that they're dead wrong." She grimaced. "Pun not intended. You'll survive, the drug'll decay in your system before it starts harming you. Me on the other hand," her nose scrunched up again, "too efficient! I'm not set for a particularly enjoyable afternoon."
"You mean that stuff's fatal for you?" It was more of a statement than a question. The Doctor just hummed a response, attention drawn to the straps around her ankles. "Yaz'll come." Dan tried to sound hopeful. "She'll get us of here, you'll see. Sheffield's not failed us yet. Just you wait. She'll come"
The aliens turned towards them.