"I am," the Doctor answers from atop of the Master, who's too tired to fight and has decided to bide his time, hoping for a chance to break free.
"He's telling the truth," Ambrose says, remaining limp, trying to calm down the situation, despite the confusion and tenseness of everyone involved. The train has started moving again.
"We can sense who's who. Both me and the Doctor are trying to catch the Master, so if the two of us are in agreement, we must be telling the truth," he explains logically. "Andrew, please lower the knife so no one gets hurt. Andrew, may I please get up?"
None of the three understand what's going on with the Andrews, but at the moment it's easier to treat them as if they're both Andrew and just try to de-escelate things.
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"He's telling the truth," Ambrose says, remaining limp, trying to calm down the situation, despite the confusion and tenseness of everyone involved. The train has started moving again.
"We can sense who's who. Both me and the Doctor are trying to catch the Master, so if the two of us are in agreement, we must be telling the truth," he explains logically. "Andrew, please lower the knife so no one gets hurt. Andrew, may I please get up?"
None of the three understand what's going on with the Andrews, but at the moment it's easier to treat them as if they're both Andrew and just try to de-escelate things.