[for amadmanwithabox] i'm a woman of simple tastes
Change is good.
Dorothy's never been averse to change, on the whole. Usually when things in her life swing one way, they tend to swing back to the other before long, so even if something bad happens, it all evens out eventually. It's just a matter of time.
So what about when the Doctor changes? She's used to her friends changing slowly, growing up and growing old and growing sick and eventually passing on-- it gives her time to break ties and get away. When your friend is a Time Lord, you don't get that time (the irony of which is not lost on Dorothy). His changes are abrupt and traumatic and never what you'd expect, and normally, that'd be okay with her, but when it results in having to make friends with her own best friend over and over again... it can wear a person down. Even someone as notoriously flexible as Dorothy.
That said, it doesn't mean she isn't going to try. The Doctor's been trying his best to put her at ease, treating her just the same as he had before, more or less, but it had taken her a while to adjust, and the strain of it was taking its toll on their friendship. Frankly, that just doesn't sit well with a woman who spent nearly a hundred years priding herself on her conflict-resolution skills, so she suggested something to him they'd never done before: revisit somewhere they'd been before, and had left with their adventure still unfinished.
The TARDIS landed somewhat smoothly, for once, and it put Dorothy in an optimistic mood. Surely this was a good sign? That even the TARDIS felt like this was a good idea? Well, she was going to take it as one, anyway. Dorothy's nothing if not willing to have faith in people. As she slipped her knapsack on over her shoulder and made for the door, she grinned at her alien companion, maybe more out of hope than anything else.
"Ready for a blast from the past?" Real funny, there, princess.
Dorothy's never been averse to change, on the whole. Usually when things in her life swing one way, they tend to swing back to the other before long, so even if something bad happens, it all evens out eventually. It's just a matter of time.
So what about when the Doctor changes? She's used to her friends changing slowly, growing up and growing old and growing sick and eventually passing on-- it gives her time to break ties and get away. When your friend is a Time Lord, you don't get that time (the irony of which is not lost on Dorothy). His changes are abrupt and traumatic and never what you'd expect, and normally, that'd be okay with her, but when it results in having to make friends with her own best friend over and over again... it can wear a person down. Even someone as notoriously flexible as Dorothy.
That said, it doesn't mean she isn't going to try. The Doctor's been trying his best to put her at ease, treating her just the same as he had before, more or less, but it had taken her a while to adjust, and the strain of it was taking its toll on their friendship. Frankly, that just doesn't sit well with a woman who spent nearly a hundred years priding herself on her conflict-resolution skills, so she suggested something to him they'd never done before: revisit somewhere they'd been before, and had left with their adventure still unfinished.
The TARDIS landed somewhat smoothly, for once, and it put Dorothy in an optimistic mood. Surely this was a good sign? That even the TARDIS felt like this was a good idea? Well, she was going to take it as one, anyway. Dorothy's nothing if not willing to have faith in people. As she slipped her knapsack on over her shoulder and made for the door, she grinned at her alien companion, maybe more out of hope than anything else.
"Ready for a blast from the past?" Real funny, there, princess.