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Adventures, Sonic Screwdrivers, and TARDISes, oh my!- Round Two! (yourserenehighness)

yourserenehighness:

Christina sat down at the table and casually set a hand on the wooden surface to ground herself. The grief or something like it was thick in the room, and it had every right to be, this was awful, but it did make it difficult to breathe. 

“Just sugar, thanks,” she said reflexively. “Doctor, I’m… sorry. Erm, I didn’t mean to bring all of this up. But for what it’s worth, thank you for telling me.”

She wanted to say so much more, wished that she had the power to lift even a little bit of his burden, but she was just one shop assistant from London and not one gifted with many emotional skills. So she took in a slow breath and waited for the tea.

“No, it’s alright,” the Doctor is quick to say, and then he starts to ramble, “It’s not a secret— well, the Time War isn’t, at least. The other parts… bit more secret, but not something I necessarily try to hide, but stuff I don’t talk about because, well, what am I supposed to say, really? It’s all a bit of a blur— no, that’s a lie, it’s all very vivid, I don’t let myself forget, but um,” he cut himself off with a lopsided smile and plopped some sugar into her tea once the water had boiled before handing her the cup. He took a deep breath before speaking.

“Here you are. And don’t apologise. I’d rather have you know than… not. You know, an old philosopher said that you could live with a man for forty years, but you wouldn’t know him until you held him over a volcano. That’s my volcano.” He wrinkled his nose. “And he wasn’t a particularly pleasant philosopher.”

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