The Doctor eyes the banana daiquiri. He really should be better than this, better than looking for answers at the bottom of glass but honestly doesn't know where too anymore.
Is this his life now? How did it become like this? He chokes for a moment swallowing the banana daiquiri but recovers, "I'm fine."
He can feel the rum warming the cracks Rose put in him with her snog but also knows it's a long way back and he'll never be completely how he was at the start of this regeneration.
"Why did I go backwards? It wasn't supposed to end like this. But it also was going too. Thar wasn't another way in the end. They were all human. It's just never hurt this much with any other face." For a moment, runs one hand down the side of his face.
When Richie makes a comment, The Doctor remembers he's not alone, "My Tardis."
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Date: 2019-09-25 11:15 pm (UTC)Is this his life now? How did it become like this? He chokes for a moment swallowing the banana daiquiri but recovers, "I'm fine."
He can feel the rum warming the cracks Rose put in him with her snog but also knows it's a long way back and he'll never be completely how he was at the start of this regeneration.
"Why did I go backwards? It wasn't supposed to end like this. But it also was going too. Thar wasn't another way in the end. They were all human. It's just never hurt this much with any other face." For a moment, runs one hand down the side of his face.
When Richie makes a comment, The Doctor remembers he's not alone, "My Tardis."