Her hearts would cry if she knew he sees her like that.
“Like it!? Adric, I /love/ it!”, the Doctor wraps her arms around the young boy, squeezing him tight against her— always mindful of not hurting him, that is.
He’s not even sure, self conscious isn’t really his style and yet…. The Doctor is basically his parent, so he anxiously wants her approval.
“I’m glad you like it” he gives a small smile, nodding when she asks to hug him and trying not to show his delight at the gesture
“No, you don't! You know we can't know our future, that's cheating”.
She shakes her head. Really.
“Well, you can take it like that, if you want. It's not wrong”.
She won't believe her if she said she will always be her Doctor, would she?
A clever lie the blonde doesn't believe for a second; but she let's Peri rest against her, the weight of her head atop her shoulder being comforting in a way.
“What, missing me much?”, a soft chuckle +
It’s a relief nothing had been said thus far. Had it been her Doctor…
⠀⠀ “M’always good,” the companion replied almost instantly. A clever lie, obviously. Leaning in, she rested her head atop the other’s shoulder as another slow drag was taken from her little stick of
»»
Anxious? If she wanted to say anything about it, she would have done so already.
Instead, the Doctor just smiles, tilting her head a bit.
“Yup, I'm always fine. And you, Peri?”
“Exactly! You got it”.
The patting makes her feel a little bit better. After a chuckle— once she's sure she has her emotions under control, the Doctor finally lets Rory go. She looks at his face, hands squeezing affectionately his arms.
“Oh, it's okay! You're handling +
'Little bit confusing' might as well be the understatement of the century, but hey, he's trying! He's seen weirder things... definitely way weirder things. Right now he's only trying to adjust his braincells to the notion that his best friend is... shorter? Blonde? >
Oh. River is looking at her. Really, really looking at her. The Doctor can feel her face heating up, her hearts beating hard inside her chest.
She's spellbound, comically frozen in place. It seems like a dream, a miracle— to think she's able to be with River once again, +
“new look,” she repeats, without any awkwardness of her own. on the contrary, she's entirely relaxed, hands keeping the ice pack in place while her eyes take the opportunity to examine her wife's new features ... earrings included, of course.
it's not long before she speaks >
+ You can, if you want to. I wouldn't mind, I—! You can check the TARDIS' new look, sure you'll like it. We can go anywhere— or just stay. Eat some custard. Custard ice cream. Inside one of these little ice cream cones that look like a fish— I swear, humans make the +
“Thank you! I also like your outfit a lot, just so you know”.
Oh, of course she offers the radio to him. Two Doctors always work better than one, they say.
“Nope, bowties are now for special occasions only— but fezzes are still cool!”
The only way I’d even have a chance of regenerating again is if the time lords were able to… wait….
*his face lights up*
Do we get another set of regenerations?
@ATIMEL4DY “¿Perdona?”
Se mira a sí misma de arriba a abajo, pronto frunciendo el ceño y abriendo la boca en exagerada ofensa cuando se da cuenta de que la contraria se refiere a su ropa.
“¡Tengo muy buen gusto! ¡Tiene bolsillos, sabes!”