two: twigs & berries
[And the Doctor wanders onto the blame, mildly bruised and clad spectacularly in very grass-and-mud-stained jeans, and likewise for her white t-shirt. Which cannot very accurately be called 'white' anymore.
She's mildly distracted trying to pick twigs and other nature-type things out of her hair.] -That really wasn't what I expected. The dispute, yes, but I could've done without the pathetic nuts-and-pebbles attempt at a stoning.
[And look! She has a few tiny pebbles embedded in her arm, which she notices and makes faces at.] Still, it worked out all right in the end. [And makes her way to the kitchen for soap and water, because infection is uncool!]
She's mildly distracted trying to pick twigs and other nature-type things out of her hair.] -That really wasn't what I expected. The dispute, yes, but I could've done without the pathetic nuts-and-pebbles attempt at a stoning.
[And look! She has a few tiny pebbles embedded in her arm, which she notices and makes faces at.] Still, it worked out all right in the end. [And makes her way to the kitchen for soap and water, because infection is uncool!]