theoldgirl: (surprised)
theoldgirl ([personal profile] theoldgirl) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream 2014-05-27 07:22 pm (UTC)

The TARDIS senses the drop in his mood immediately, feeling concerned and a little contrite for being responsible for it, though she decides to do nothing but listen for the moment. It's unsettling to hear how similar the horror he's encountered is to how she functions, capricious doors and all. And more than that, she hates how much the rift unnaturally changes so many beings it transports, finds it disturbing and unpredictable. His new skill itself makes her apprehensive for just a moment, even though he couldn't and wouldn't use it against her. Too recently was she in agonizing structural disarray herself to not bristle at the notion of warped architecture.

But that matters little in the face of his sadness and trepidation. A soft sound rings down from the ceiling as she steps closer to rest a hand on his shoulder. "I am glad you understand me," she says, voice sad but unmistakably kind, "that you understand I am not like that other architectural force. And I appreciate that you didn't allow the pain I caused you to make you afraid of me. That seems very unusual and brave, to me."

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