Sexy hums quietly to herself, closing her eyes when the Doctor presses their foreheads together. The two levels of touch are interesting - minds brushing, but also skin, and they feel both different and the same at the same time.
"Any other way and it wouldn't be you. My thief." Sexy lifts her hand and sets it on the Doctor's chest, letting her feel his hearts, thumping away. She'd always wondered...her heart was so different, in the TARDIS, but she'd wondered what it felt like to have blood pumping through veins, to feel alive. And The Doctor was more alive than anyone she'd ever known.
Who? She asks gently. She's seen the beginning and end of all of the Doctor's companions before, and this one - this Doctor loses so much. Has lost? Will lose? But it could be any of them or all of them.
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Date: 2018-12-17 06:14 pm (UTC)"Any other way and it wouldn't be you. My thief." Sexy lifts her hand and sets it on the Doctor's chest, letting her feel his hearts, thumping away. She'd always wondered...her heart was so different, in the TARDIS, but she'd wondered what it felt like to have blood pumping through veins, to feel alive. And The Doctor was more alive than anyone she'd ever known.
Who? She asks gently. She's seen the beginning and end of all of the Doctor's companions before, and this one - this Doctor loses so much. Has lost? Will lose? But it could be any of them
or all of them.