In Liz's defense when she called herself a firestarter she had no idea Benton was in hearing distance, and she doesn't give a crap if the Doctor knows or not. "You really wanna have a snark fest in the middle of the stupid forest?" Liz counters before she tugs on Owen's arm in a 'let's get moving' sort of gesture.
She raises a brow as the Mountie speaks, then frowns. "Shit." She mutters under her breath, realizing this guy is a hell of a lot more lost than he realizes he is. That is never, ever easy. "I donno if we have time to wait, Constable."
Liz cast a worried look over to Benton then to the Doctor. "Maybe we should see if our Doctor friend has anything that can help us...I donno...scan things." She shoots him a pointed look, having no idea the Time Lord wouldn't have that trusty sonic screwdriver thingy on him.
"Well, I left my gun in my pants, and my pants at home." Liz says curtly. She lets Owen go on about the protecting her thing. She's supposed to be a normal, pantless girl and not a walking napalm strike. "Thank you, dear." She smiles at Owen, though it looks a bit like she humoring him.
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She raises a brow as the Mountie speaks, then frowns. "Shit." She mutters under her breath, realizing this guy is a hell of a lot more lost than he realizes he is. That is never, ever easy. "I donno if we have time to wait, Constable."
Liz cast a worried look over to Benton then to the Doctor. "Maybe we should see if our Doctor friend has anything that can help us...I donno...scan things." She shoots him a pointed look, having no idea the Time Lord wouldn't have that trusty sonic screwdriver thingy on him.
"Well, I left my gun in my pants, and my pants at home." Liz says curtly. She lets Owen go on about the protecting her thing. She's supposed to be a normal, pantless girl and not a walking napalm strike. "Thank you, dear." She smiles at Owen, though it looks a bit like she humoring him.