Technobabble and Sympathy

"As well as insanely dangerous," put in the other redhead.

The man rubbed his chin and smiled slightly. "Well, yes, quite. So the thing to do is to figure out where they're coming from."

"A ship?" asked the dark-haired woman. "Or a transmat, maybe? Like in 'Remembrance'..."

The man gave her a strange look (one of annoyace, perhaps?), but said "Yes, one of the two, almost certainly." He opened up a round panel in the wall and started fishing around in it. "Now, I know I had a suitable locator device around here somewhere -- ah!" He pulled out some sort of strange metallic gadget. "There we go! Probably not attuned to the correct frequency, of course, but, with a little bit of fiddling..." He pulled a different gadget out of his pocket and used to do something to the first one.

Stacy simply watched and listened to all this in mute amazement, until one of the redheads came over and took her gently by the arm. "Are you OK, Stacy?"

"Yes," said Stacy, then, "No." She paused. "I'm very confused. I have so many questions, I don't know which to ask first."

"Well, just pick one," the woman said, smiling at her.

"OK," said Stacy, "Well..."

1. "First of all, what on Earth is a Dalek, anyway?"
2. "For a start, who are you people?"
3. "You could begin by telling me about this amnesia problem of mine. Happens to me often, does it?"

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