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sweetpinkpixie
So it WAS bad science fiction. He knew it.
"Well, I am certainly relieved that I could put your mind at ease," he beamed, clearly proud of himself for all the wrong reasons. "Our planet, and planets in general, are too stable to spontaneously explode like that." He was a little relieved that that was all she had stopped by for. Nightmares over fiction? He couldn't judge for that. Still had them every now and then himself. Specifically after watching a film about an orange beast that fancied lasagna.
Put him off lasagna for a while. Going on 18 months now.
Angel looked at the Professor and just stared, yeah she was staring at him, why was he thinking that her mind had been put to rest, this was just getting very crazy and she was getting ready to face palm herself. "Ehhh?" Angel was now confused, more so than when she got here.
Did the Professor think that she thought her planet would explode at any minute and that was why she was all upset? This was getting very interesting very fast. After staring at the Professor for a few more seconds she looked at her feet again and then back up to the Professor, not sure what to say or do but she could feel a tear coming.