008 | ❝i'll never let go, never say goodbye❞

[abitoverhalf]

[ in a little kitchen, the Doctor sits by himself, with sunlight streaming in from the windows. it's a very unusual attire for him to wear, a simple white t-shirt and some slacks. in fact, what's most odd about it might be the impossibly long, multicolored scarf that's wrapped in layers around his neck, obscuring his chin, mouth and nose. his eyes

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[soloriens]

[there appears to be someone else joining the kitchen, for a moment stopping at the doorway as eyes watch quietly. she's more or less figured out what has happened, but it doesn't explain how it felt.. well, real, is to say.

deciding in a moment of thought, she moves over and crouches beside the man.] .. Doctor?

[abitoverhalf]

[ ... oh. hello. ]

Ammy. [ not Amelia. never Amelia. ]

[soloriens]

[she nods her head. however, her eyes never leave his now

before she wraps her arms around him in a comforting gesture. her voice softens, the tone quiet.] .. You look troubled.

[abitoverhalf]

[ he stiffens a bit--just a little. she'll be able to note the double heartbeat and his cold skin now. ]

... do I?

[soloriens]

[she takes notice, but her own incredible warmth is notable as well, that being a sun goddess.

though it's curious, to feel the two beat. she nods, keeping her hold.] You do. .. I can see it. [she remembers after all.]

[abitoverhalf]

[ he half-leans into it, just because it feels... nice, before he sort of shakes himself out of it. no, no, he's let far too many people in with that event. ]

Yes, well, you shouldn't. That wasn't real. I am not...

[soloriens]

Theodore Ashbury.

[her hold tightens just a little.] No, you are the Doctor. Just as that was not me. [her ears press back, quiet for a moment till she pulls slightly back to peer at him.]

I understand.

[abitoverhalf]

[ he relaxes just a bit, then, and goes back to looking at his tea. ]

[soloriens]

[she's tired. very.. very tired. she releases her hold on him, but despite the exhaustion, she sits next to him. a question on her mind]

You said.. Chameleon Arch.

[abitoverhalf]

[ he offers his tea to her a minute after he speaks. ]

It's a piece of technology that turns me into a human.

[soloriens]

[.. Technology.. that turns him human? She seems confused, but not surprised, she had figured he wasn't human.

She takes the tea.] Tech..nology.

[abitoverhalf]

A gadget.

[soloriens]

Oh! That explains it. [not really referring to the 'gadget/technology' part.]

[abitoverhalf]

Really? [ it's far more than a gadget, but if it's that easy... ]

[soloriens]

Well, probably not that. [she has seen a few.. 'gadgets' here and there, but only pays attention to them if important. example? to blow them up.

but yes, explaining what she really means. she sets a hand against his chest.] That you're not human.