Gabriel takes a step back from the TARDIS when she snaps at him.
It shocks him that the TARDIS knows this place, that this is a place picked out of her nightmares specifically. He understands, now, why she'd reacted so harshly. Instinctively, he reaches out to touch her arm, but he drops it immediately after, realizing that she probably doesn't want that sort of comfort right now. "It doesn't feel-" He's about to say that it doesn't feel timeless, but it's just a copy after all.
His further thoughts on the TARDIS's emotional state and the likelihood of dream settings being gleaned from her mind are derailed by the sudden gathering of menacing cows. He holds out his hand to balance Peter as he stumbles. "Uh-" Yeah, he's got nothin.
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It shocks him that the TARDIS knows this place, that this is a place picked out of her nightmares specifically. He understands, now, why she'd reacted so harshly. Instinctively, he reaches out to touch her arm, but he drops it immediately after, realizing that she probably doesn't want that sort of comfort right now. "It doesn't feel-" He's about to say that it doesn't feel timeless, but it's just a copy after all.
His further thoughts on the TARDIS's emotional state and the likelihood of dream settings being gleaned from her mind are derailed by the sudden gathering of menacing cows. He holds out his hand to balance Peter as he stumbles. "Uh-" Yeah, he's got nothin.