These Are Trying Times
Who: Turlough and Donna
When: Mid-morning
Where: Their room
What: Turlough and Donna, sitting in their room.
Turlough lay on his bed above his sheets. He'd had his breakfast and was content enough to spend the next hour or two, reading. He wished that he had a proper answer from the Doctor, but he could hardly push him.
Donna certainly wasn't making him feel any better. Didn't she get that he was as trapped and alone as she was? At least she had her own kind here, Turlough, on the other hand, was trapped again and this time he doubted the Doctor was even capable of getting out of this one.
Was he doomed to spend his life surrounded by humans?
When: Mid-morning
Where: Their room
What: Turlough and Donna, sitting in their room.
Turlough lay on his bed above his sheets. He'd had his breakfast and was content enough to spend the next hour or two, reading. He wished that he had a proper answer from the Doctor, but he could hardly push him.
Donna certainly wasn't making him feel any better. Didn't she get that he was as trapped and alone as she was? At least she had her own kind here, Turlough, on the other hand, was trapped again and this time he doubted the Doctor was even capable of getting out of this one.
Was he doomed to spend his life surrounded by humans?