"What did you say your name was again?" the Doctor says, whipping off his glasses to stare at the boy who just planned an entire, almost perfect battle plan in less than two minutes against enemies he'd only met two hours ago.
"Edmund Pevensie," the boy says, still bending over the map they've acquired of the surrounding woods, his finger tracing paths across the paper.
"Hmm," the Doctor says, and thinks maybe having another companion wouldn't turn out that horribly after all.
It's the word "boy" that bothers him, he finally realizes: he hears it and he thinks How dare you - I have been a king and I have seen so much more that a boy should ever have to. It always sounds slightly patronizing, like this strange, tall, talkative man is patting him on the head or throwing him a bone.
But then they land and they run and they fight and fall down laughing and he knows that there are worse things in this world than an immensely clever man who thinks highly enough of him to return the complement.
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"Edmund Pevensie," the boy says, still bending over the map they've acquired of the surrounding woods, his finger tracing paths across the paper.
"Hmm," the Doctor says, and thinks maybe having another companion wouldn't turn out that horribly after all.
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But then they land and they run and they fight and fall down laughing and he knows that there are worse things in this world than an immensely clever man who thinks highly enough of him to return the complement.
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