just take your time, wherever you go...
Five has finally gotten around to settling in for sleep. It's almost rather odd, not being able to nudge up next to the warmth of his older Regeneration, but he couldn't quite make himself cross through the Inn to him. He hadn't the energy, so he hopes the other will understand.
So he's snuggled into the warmth of his own bed, eyes falling heavy to the darkness around him, because there's something peaceful in the silence and the soft, whirring of the TARDIS as he drifts into light sleep.
So he's snuggled into the warmth of his own bed, eyes falling heavy to the darkness around him, because there's something peaceful in the silence and the soft, whirring of the TARDIS as he drifts into light sleep.