“I told you!” Gus tries to yell over the loud chorus of alien engines. “I told you this was going to be dangerous!” Shawn ignores him, staring up and shielding his eyes. Wind whips around them, blowing dirt and small pebbles into the air. He glances to the Doctor who has his arms spread out.
“Could you all just stay still a minute, because I! Am! Talking!” he’s yelling. The air immediately stills and the ships all pause, as if listening very carefully. Shawn and Gus exchange impressed glances.
“What’s the Doctor doing now?” Gus whispers, sounding all at once amazed and frustrated. Shawn frowns, crossing his arms.
“Stealing my thunder,” he mumbles, admittedly rather childishly. Gus rolls his eyes.