eleven | visual | location: outside the castle | who's sorry now?
The Doctor sits in a chair, face scrunched up like he's eating a lemon. He is, in fact, eating crow, because he has no choice. Because it's this, or stay locked away for another couple of months. And, well, this may technically be easier, but it's not feeling that way right now. There is, after all, nothing he hates more than admitting he was wrong.
"I'm really very sorry for the pain that I caused," he says, tightly, eyes away from the screen. There's genuine emotion in his apology, but it's hidden well under layers of embarrassment and irritation. He hates this, hates having no choice but to do this.
He finishes with flippancy. "Don't worry, I've given up on saving you lot, so it won't happen again."
He's probably lying, of course. Well, remove the 'probably'. He's most definitely lying when he says he's given up on saving everyone. He just has to think about it differently, be smarter about it. And figure out how to do it with his new wardens watching over him constantly for the next six months. Blimey, it's like he's been paroled. Tracking anklet and everything.
And just when he thought this place couldn't get any worse.
"And since I'll be leaving, I could use my things. So, whichever one of you has them, let me know."
"I'm really very sorry for the pain that I caused," he says, tightly, eyes away from the screen. There's genuine emotion in his apology, but it's hidden well under layers of embarrassment and irritation. He hates this, hates having no choice but to do this.
He finishes with flippancy. "Don't worry, I've given up on saving you lot, so it won't happen again."
He's probably lying, of course. Well, remove the 'probably'. He's most definitely lying when he says he's given up on saving everyone. He just has to think about it differently, be smarter about it. And figure out how to do it with his new wardens watching over him constantly for the next six months. Blimey, it's like he's been paroled. Tracking anklet and everything.
And just when he thought this place couldn't get any worse.
"And since I'll be leaving, I could use my things. So, whichever one of you has them, let me know."