[She catches that anyone else, and it puts one of those ridiculously smitten smiles on her face. One that she tries to hide by ducking her head for a moment.
Rather than saying anything at first, she simply reaches over to rest her hand atop his.
She's come to accept the fact that she's going to leave this place and go back to face her death. She can do it on her own time, leaving her with a bittersweet sense of near-panic. She wants to protect the Doctor from having to experience her loss. She can keep him from having to completely betray his moral code because of her. It's selfish to want something like a lover or a relationship, cruel to even consider putting a label on something that has a set expiration date.
She's resigned herself to the fact that maybe she isn't meant to live. Maybe she doesn't deserve to.
But she can help him learn how to live again in her time here. Her thumb traces along the edge of his hand.]
And here I was starting to worry you were sick of being around me.
[Her head turns as she quietly chuckles at her awful attempt at humor. Dark eyes take in the look of him out here in the chilly snow, and she commits the sight to memory.]
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Rather than saying anything at first, she simply reaches over to rest her hand atop his.
She's come to accept the fact that she's going to leave this place and go back to face her death. She can do it on her own time, leaving her with a bittersweet sense of near-panic. She wants to protect the Doctor from having to experience her loss. She can keep him from having to completely betray his moral code because of her. It's selfish to want something like a lover or a relationship, cruel to even consider putting a label on something that has a set expiration date.
She's resigned herself to the fact that maybe she isn't meant to live. Maybe she doesn't deserve to.
But she can help him learn how to live again in her time here. Her thumb traces along the edge of his hand.]
And here I was starting to worry you were sick of being around me.
[Her head turns as she quietly chuckles at her awful attempt at humor. Dark eyes take in the look of him out here in the chilly snow, and she commits the sight to memory.]