Morning, who needs it?

[apaisleygirl]

After a rather restless night sleep, Amy stumbled her way to the control room. Her hair seemed to have a mind of its own and her nightie was wrinkled even after her poor attempt at smoothing it with her hands. "Morning." Amy said with a yawn as she entered the room, expecting the Doctor to be there.

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[iamamadman]

"Morning," the Doctor said as he walked around the console. He carefully looked Amy over, trying not to give away too much as he did so. "You okay?" There was a certain sadness that he could see deep down inside her, even if she didn't realize it. Which, really, that was to be expected. A hidden and unknown sadness. The Doctor was sad too, he happened to like Rory, the nose grew on him.

[apaisleygirl]

Eyes squinting against the light, Amy dragged her way over to the chair and plopped down in it. "Yeah, I'm just tired." She said as she curled up in the chair. "Didn't get a lot of sleep last night." Amy explained before looking around the room. "Where are we right now anyway?"

[iamamadman]

"Yeah, not a lot of sleep," he said in a low tone, just above a whisper, to himself. "You sure that's all?" He followed her over to the chair. "Nothing else happened? Nothing that you remember?"

[apaisleygirl]

Amy nearly jumped when she realised how close he was to her now. "What?" She asked with a laugh at his questions. "No." Amy said as she looked up at him, brows furrowing in confusion. "Why? Am I forgetting something?"