He stayed silent, so very silent indeed. Head bowed, eyes closed. The things he'd seen on the other world, the things that he'd had to let happen because he'd no TARDIS to help him out, crude technologies that he'd had to squish together to make something that might help.
There were worlds out there that had died because he'd been grounded, lives that had been lost because it took hours to travel instead of seconds or minutes. New report after new report reminded him just of how little he'd helped out. He was only one man, well Time Lord, and he'd been helping as much as he could between London and Cardiff. But when the rift opened, so many people died.
He'd been too late.
Slowly, softly, the Doctor sighed, "You fotgot the part where you want to stay with that other Doctor, the one who's with the Master."
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Date: 2010-04-07 11:48 pm (UTC)There were worlds out there that had died because he'd been grounded, lives that had been lost because it took hours to travel instead of seconds or minutes. New report after new report reminded him just of how little he'd helped out. He was only one man, well Time Lord, and he'd been helping as much as he could between London and Cardiff. But when the rift opened, so many people died.
He'd been too late.
Slowly, softly, the Doctor sighed, "You fotgot the part where you want to stay with that other Doctor, the one who's with the Master."