I suppose the orbs and the ones we made the deals with, they all know that. They're all up there with that knowledge, waiting for one of us to break first, eh?
[ To see chaos reign if it comes down to a sole winner to take home their grand prize, like all of this is some grand scheme, some big game, and they're all players for it.
And yet for all of his confidence and devil-may-care attitude, even he isn't sure he could resist such a thing. Could he? If it meant reversing a mistake he holds himself solely responsible for, to save the lives of the people that he loves with every fibre of his hearts, what wouldn't he do? He had once treaded a fine line between healer and warrior. Is it selfish? Is it cowardly? Is it monstrous? Perhaps so, but the Doctor had never claimed to be anything but what he is.
Still. This isn't the conversation for that, and so he shifts his tone to something a little lighter, more conspiratorial.
In slightly hushed tones: ] Between you and me, I don't think it'll work. None of this. No one has control over the things that we've regretted, especially, and this is important, especially when they're fixed points. I'm willing to bet half of this station's regrets are all things that couldn't be undone in any other way and that's why we're all here. So how could it be so easy for one glowing bit of light to change it all, eh?
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[ To see chaos reign if it comes down to a sole winner to take home their grand prize, like all of this is some grand scheme, some big game, and they're all players for it.
And yet for all of his confidence and devil-may-care attitude, even he isn't sure he could resist such a thing. Could he? If it meant reversing a mistake he holds himself solely responsible for, to save the lives of the people that he loves with every fibre of his hearts, what wouldn't he do? He had once treaded a fine line between healer and warrior. Is it selfish? Is it cowardly? Is it monstrous? Perhaps so, but the Doctor had never claimed to be anything but what he is.
Still. This isn't the conversation for that, and so he shifts his tone to something a little lighter, more conspiratorial.
In slightly hushed tones: ] Between you and me, I don't think it'll work. None of this. No one has control over the things that we've regretted, especially, and this is important, especially when they're fixed points. I'm willing to bet half of this station's regrets are all things that couldn't be undone in any other way and that's why we're all here. So how could it be so easy for one glowing bit of light to change it all, eh?