The TARDIS is too busy focusing on her contact with Gabriel to take much note of Peter's whining. The angel isn't far, she can tell with her knowledge of the actual labyrinth on Caerdroia, but the dream's warped quality prevents the connection from being more than tenuous, as though they were trying to reach across a great distance, not even enough to communicate telepathically.
It's not unlike the difficulties she had reaching the Doctor, and that's frustrating her to no end. She can hardly split Gabriel in three here to send him directions, after all. Luckily, given the fact that this is only a dream and not the real thing, and Gabriel's ability to receive psychic transmissions, that won't be necessary.
GABRIEL, FIND ME AT THE CENTER OF THE LABYRINTH, she thinks at him, attaching directions in the form of a mathematical equation whose variables change with the structure's current layout and often involves moving in the direction opposite of where one intends to go. She hasn't forgotten his objections regarding the intensity of her prayers, but at least that guarantees it'll reach him. What doesn't occur to her though is that he might not have a whole lot of experience with four-dimensional mathematics.
Belatedly and rather distractedly, she answers Peter's question without really listening to it. "It's Gabriel. I am leading him here." Then, finally, his words sink in and she turns back to look at him with a frown. "Hear what?"
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It's not unlike the difficulties she had reaching the Doctor, and that's frustrating her to no end. She can hardly split Gabriel in three here to send him directions, after all. Luckily, given the fact that this is only a dream and not the real thing, and Gabriel's ability to receive psychic transmissions, that won't be necessary.
GABRIEL, FIND ME AT THE CENTER OF THE LABYRINTH, she thinks at him, attaching directions in the form of a mathematical equation whose variables change with the structure's current layout and often involves moving in the direction opposite of where one intends to go. She hasn't forgotten his objections regarding the intensity of her prayers, but at least that guarantees it'll reach him. What doesn't occur to her though is that he might not have a whole lot of experience with four-dimensional mathematics.
Belatedly and rather distractedly, she answers Peter's question without really listening to it. "It's Gabriel. I am leading him here." Then, finally, his words sink in and she turns back to look at him with a frown. "Hear what?"