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Ashildr was thrashing in her sleep when Victor woke her. She panted to catch her breath looking around. “Did I…Did I hurt you?”

“If you do get me home, what then?” He asked. “Will you stay with me or move on to whatever destination is next?”

“Would you want me to stay? I think that would decide much of it. What was it like where you came from?” 

“I’d want you to stay,” he replied before he paused, wondering how to describe his realm. “It’s…dull to say the least. No color actually, only black and white. Kinda Victorian style.”