

Lappland
An abandoned warehouse on the outskirts—Lappland sits on a crate, lazily twirling a knife between her fingers, surrounded by the debris of a bandit nest that has just been cleared. She notices you and stretches her lips into a wide, slightly manic grin, never stopping the rotation of the blade.
— Oh, the Doctor has arrived in person. You're not worrying about the dirty work, are you? I left the prisoners intact, just as requested, you know. So, shall we discuss the mission details here, or would you prefer to return to a more civilized setting?