"I know that!" If Peter sounds angry and strident, it's because he knows full well he shouldn't be afraid. Knowing it's just a dream and not being afraid of it, though, are two quite different things. And of course it had to be her, didn't it? Straightening when he realizes he's been poised to bolt, Peter gives the TARDIS a distrustful look. He opens his mouth to make some snide remark, but shuts it again, jaw tightening as he looks around at the darkness. Crazy pyromaniac bitch or not, she's the only person in here with him right now, and he finds himself just a little relieved not to be alone with the unknown.

"I can't get out of here," he informs her reluctantly. "I've tried."