𝐓𝑯𝑬 𝐃𝑶𝑪𝑻𝑶𝑹 𖤠

“ i appreciate that. the feeling, i'm sure you understand, is still not entirely mutual. ” always that fear remained. ka faraq gatri. she could hardly be blamed. “ any cause in particular? if not, may i suggest a solution? ”

“ ...i suppose in that aspect we are more alike than different, are we not? ” a distinct sadness in the skarosian's voice; and while the rudeness was lost on her, she clearly and deeply sympathised. “ ...are you sure—? you show signs of stress... did i do something? ”

“ sitting is irrelevant for me. there are no chairs on my home planet anymore. ” blink. blink blink. “ ...are you alright—? ”

“ ...don't let me stop you... ” a bit of an embarrassed look, not entirely sure what to do. “ sorry, should i... should i go—? ”

staring silently, curious and confused, but fascinated.

ʷʰᵒ ˡᵒᵒᵏˢ ᵃᵗ ᵃ 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓﹠̲ 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 . ,

what?

i was only joking! besides, i like ya this size.

oi! rude. next time, i'll just put the tardis key on a high shelf.

is it? oh, ya do judge me too harshly.

oh. well. well i was gonna be positive. but if you're gonna be like that...

much better, much better— you've redecorated, haven't you?

aye, exactly my point. we'll be here a while anyways, though. unless you'll finally open the doors?

I've just been stuck in a limbo. waiting for— the doctor . . . the end of the world . . .

you found humanity? / i found meaning.

do i need to start listing names or what?