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[dreams_in_red]

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[broken_clock]

[written slowly, carefully, enough to emulate a completely steady hand]

Do you now?

[dreams_in_red]

[she knows he's more than likely having to work at it, but doesn't comment on it]

I do. Do you miss having a companion?

[broken_clock]

[the writing falters violently before he's able to write a coherent response]

Sometimes. The Master hardly qualifies.

...Lucy, are you...

[dreams_in_red]

[a slight pause before her response comes back]

Am I what?