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Mana’s first instinct was that it was a little different with aliens, just natural to be guarded around them, but something about how strongly Tre had felt about them, and this Leela specifically, made her question that.
Was it? She was alien to this universe. Their two Gallifreys seemed near-identical, but that hadn’t been a given. If hers had been unique in more than just its early demise, if it had had an entirely different culture, a different way of life, a different language even, would that have made her inherently dangerous to this Gallifrey? “The latter is definitely better.” She said, after a moment’s thought.
She smiled a little. “Thanks. If it helps, the only plan I have is to beat everyone in my decade and graduate with a triple first.”
“Well, the books talk a lot about moral quandaries, and I don’t know what approach to take to them. If you know someone has a high probability of growing up to be a murderer, or otherwise bad for the universe, but they haven’t done anything wrong yet, and they’re in danger, is the right thing to help them or to let them die?” She hesitated. “Does it change things if you could save someone else instead, who only has the average chance of being terrible?”
Narvin had never thought of herself as the kind of person who Gets Along With Children, but she had to admit that Mana’s earnestness was terribly endearing. “If you say so, my Lady,” she said, with a smile.
Narvin laughed. “The Patrexi Academy isn’t quite as cut-throat, but if I know anything of Prydonians, I suspect most of your classmates would call that the worst threat of all.”
She blinked, not liking the sound of all that in the slightest. “I think I’m missing some important context. Is there someone in this universe who you suspect is a threat to others?”