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[Private to Tim | Text]
I have something that I would like to ask you about. Respond at your earliest convenience.
[Spam for Rex]
[The Doctor has taken a while before making his way to Rex's room. He's tired, troubled, and haunted by mistake after mistake. Every fibre of his being wants him to run. To hop in his TARDIS and brave the cosmos and see if it was worth the risk or if he'd still die in that abysmal hospital after being shot of all things.
But Rex had lost a lot thus far. And though it goes against his very grain this time leaving wouldn't just make someone sad, it could damage anyone that Rex directed his anger towards. He owes it to everyone to make sure that he was unwanted before he went scurrying into the endless star-studded night and potentially making the biggest mistake of all.
He knocks on the door solemnly, lifting his question mark handled umbrella to wring the handle.]
I have something that I would like to ask you about. Respond at your earliest convenience.
[Spam for Rex]
[The Doctor has taken a while before making his way to Rex's room. He's tired, troubled, and haunted by mistake after mistake. Every fibre of his being wants him to run. To hop in his TARDIS and brave the cosmos and see if it was worth the risk or if he'd still die in that abysmal hospital after being shot of all things.
But Rex had lost a lot thus far. And though it goes against his very grain this time leaving wouldn't just make someone sad, it could damage anyone that Rex directed his anger towards. He owes it to everyone to make sure that he was unwanted before he went scurrying into the endless star-studded night and potentially making the biggest mistake of all.
He knocks on the door solemnly, lifting his question mark handled umbrella to wring the handle.]