[ How is it that she'd been able to see right through him like that? In fact, her earnestness, and her knowing reminds him so much of a certain Pond and it aches something dull and sore in his hearts.
The Doctor's expression softens and winds up somewhere between determinedly peppy and just a little tired from the pretending. Really, if he were in his own TARDIS he would probably do a fair amount of brooding. He gets like that sometimes. It isn't his favourite thing about him.
But Eleven's hand is small and warm in his and when she squeezes, he squeezes back. ]
I think I rather miss my — [ What would you call an older, crosser version of yourself? And what about your previously-dead-but-not-dead-here wife? Well: ] — friends.
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[ How is it that she'd been able to see right through him like that? In fact, her earnestness, and her knowing reminds him so much of a certain Pond and it aches something dull and sore in his hearts.
The Doctor's expression softens and winds up somewhere between determinedly peppy and just a little tired from the pretending. Really, if he were in his own TARDIS he would probably do a fair amount of brooding. He gets like that sometimes. It isn't his favourite thing about him.
But Eleven's hand is small and warm in his and when she squeezes, he squeezes back. ]
I think I rather miss my — [ What would you call an older, crosser version of yourself? And what about your previously-dead-but-not-dead-here wife? Well: ] — friends.