While his two companions were rightfully confused and a little startled by the sudden intrusion of a random unicorn, Scribble found himself to be less than surprised, and even less amused at the moment. Of all the things they needed at the moment, a Unicorn with a screw loose was not one of them.
"He's just... confused." Scribble chose his words carefully. "Don't worry about him. What we should be doing is figuring out just what the Doctor meant by "The Magician's Toybox."
He paced on the spot, frustrated with his own confusion. "Why is that a thing? What does that even mean."
"He's just... confused." Scribble chose his words carefully. "Don't worry about him. What we should be doing is figuring out just what the Doctor meant by "The Magician's Toybox."
He paced on the spot, frustrated with his own confusion. "Why is that a thing? What does that even mean."