As I hurt my foot rather badly Saturday morning, and thus had to sit still with my foot up, I finally bring you Doctor Who thoughts… Scattered and incomplete, but better than nothing hopefully. Pretty much written in one go, so apologies for being somewhat unpolished
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::nods:: She met Eleven when he was immensely comfortable in his own skin. Twelve is just... weird. ;)
None of them are meant to be enjoyed the same way, but I know what you mean.
As Anna once said: We don't love in amounts, we love in ways.
I don't think it is so much he doesn't need her (because he has begged for her help in his own Doctory way three times at least within the first two episodes), but because he expects her to always be there because SHE ALWAYS HAS BEEN.
Oh, that's excellent! Yes. Thank you.
This makes sense to me. And we know her approval/disapproval is still important to him. No matter what he grumps about.
It's what we all suspected - he's been turned inside out. Eleven looked harmless, but was v. dangerous. Twelve looks fearsome, but inside he can be very uncertain. <3
(Hope your foot is better, lovie)
Well I'm not going to work today. But it's slowly on the mend...
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