"Handsome little devil, isn't he?" Jack said with a grin. So strange to look over and see himself. "Oh he'll steal some hearts."
He spoke about the child that was himself in an almost idealistic way, as though it were someone else, not him, not referring to himself, even when he was.
It wasn't a day he could remember, in the market with his mother, it was so standard. And now to know, just a few feet away once stood himself and the Doctor, it was dizzying.
At the same time, though, he'd made a conscious effort not to look at his mother. It had been a long time since he'd seen her. He missed her.
But he looked again.
"Yeah," he said softly, a fond and private smile on his face. "Yeah that's her. Beautiful, isn't she? Oh she was brilliant, Doctor."
And just ahead, almost on cue, she called ahead.
"Skye get back here, stop running off. What have I told you about running off? Plenty of time for that. And where did you get that ball?"
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Date: 2010-03-22 01:10 am (UTC)He spoke about the child that was himself in an almost idealistic way, as though it were someone else, not him, not referring to himself, even when he was.
It wasn't a day he could remember, in the market with his mother, it was so standard. And now to know, just a few feet away once stood himself and the Doctor, it was dizzying.
At the same time, though, he'd made a conscious effort not to look at his mother. It had been a long time since he'd seen her. He missed her.
But he looked again.
"Yeah," he said softly, a fond and private smile on his face. "Yeah that's her. Beautiful, isn't she? Oh she was brilliant, Doctor."
And just ahead, almost on cue, she called ahead.
"Skye get back here, stop running off. What have I told you about running off? Plenty of time for that. And where did you get that ball?"