He's been sleeping a lot, lately - that is, more than usual, which is still less than a human, but she notices, and she worries ( Read more... )

Peri?

(everything is stopping, he can feel all he needs to live slowing down, grinding to a halt and it might not start anew, he doesn't know)

Peri, you must listen, I don't have much Time…

(Time is slow and he can still see her face, pale with dread and drawn with exhaustion, still young)

I know you're scared.

(so is he, the darkness bites ( Read more... )

Peri wasn't snooping per se. She hadn't meant to find the Doctor's room; she'd just sort of stumbled across it and, well, there was no harm in taking a peek, right ( Read more... )

Her eyes are dull.

They're not supposed to be. They're supposed to be bright with defiance, or excitement, or anger, or something, anything that makes her the strong, vibrant girl he's come to care so much for. The girl who helps him forget the loss, the tragedy, as they run through space and time together ( Read more... )