[Well, when Donna puts it like that... It does make sense that a machine designed to clean clothes would also be self-cleaning. Still. People get dirt and muck and food and blood and all sorts of bodily fluids on their clothes and then put the clothes in this box...
She grimaces at the description of how dirty the money must be. Perhaps the fact that it's mostly paper in the world makes it worse, but don't people take care to keep it tidy and clean?
Reluctantly, she begins pulling out the darker clothes, including her uniform. The material's heavier than the other clothes, certainly more expensive. There's blood caked along the inside of the skirt from an open leg wound and spattered across the front thanks to a bloody nose, and flecks of neon paint all over it. She idly picks at some of the paint, flaking it off between her fingers.]
Will the machine get blood out? [It's not as though she can actually wear the uniform here, not without sticking out like a sore thumb, but she'd like it properly cleaned.]
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She grimaces at the description of how dirty the money must be. Perhaps the fact that it's mostly paper in the world makes it worse, but don't people take care to keep it tidy and clean?
Reluctantly, she begins pulling out the darker clothes, including her uniform. The material's heavier than the other clothes, certainly more expensive. There's blood caked along the inside of the skirt from an open leg wound and spattered across the front thanks to a bloody nose, and flecks of neon paint all over it. She idly picks at some of the paint, flaking it off between her fingers.]
Will the machine get blood out? [It's not as though she can actually wear the uniform here, not without sticking out like a sore thumb, but she'd like it properly cleaned.]