This is seriously not what Peter wanted to hear tonight. Isn't it enough to get yanked into this shithole and shoved into a vampire body without having the TARDIS try to tell him he shouldn't trust the guy with whom he was discussing a potential threesome just a few minutes ago? Never mind that Peter doesn't want to have a threesome with Gabriel; the angel brings Peter's number of friends in this world up to a whopping two, and he doesn't want to give that up now that he's finally decided to accept the friendship.

"It's a nightmare," he decides uneasily. "This is all just a nightmare, and I'm dreaming you up saying this." Not how it works once they've established this is a shared dream, but fuck that.