"Actually, I just need a wrist," the Doctor said. "Your wrist. I think I've got everything fixed here..."
He slammed shut the panel he extracted the chip from, and one of the holographic projectors sprang up a view of the Citadel. There was no dome surrounding the city, not this early in Gallifrey's history, but the mountains, they looked the same. The sloping hills of red grass, the light dusting of snow falling from an orange sky. So much of the natural history stayed frozen, never touched by time.
He never thought he'd miss it.
"Come on," he said, gesturing to Jack. "We've got to go."
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He slammed shut the panel he extracted the chip from, and one of the holographic projectors sprang up a view of the Citadel. There was no dome surrounding the city, not this early in Gallifrey's history, but the mountains, they looked the same. The sloping hills of red grass, the light dusting of snow falling from an orange sky. So much of the natural history stayed frozen, never touched by time.
He never thought he'd miss it.
"Come on," he said, gesturing to Jack. "We've got to go."