Maybe he could focus the regenerative energy and heal his cells without having to die. Maybe? But he didn't know what was killing him, which meant healing the necessary cells would be impossible. But he didn't want to die. He didn't want to go. He wanted things to go back to the way they were, not end completely.
He could do so much.
When Jack submerged, he found himself choking out a frustrated breath. "I don't want to go."
It was like a hook in him had suddenly been pulled out, like the regeneration energy he'd been weighted down by suddenly lifted. The tether of lightning released, trailing off into the water.
"What was it doing?" the Doctor asked, looking down into the depths. "Something? What sort of something?"
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Date: 2010-03-22 10:01 pm (UTC)He could do so much.
When Jack submerged, he found himself choking out a frustrated breath. "I don't want to go."
It was like a hook in him had suddenly been pulled out, like the regeneration energy he'd been weighted down by suddenly lifted. The tether of lightning released, trailing off into the water.
"What was it doing?" the Doctor asked, looking down into the depths. "Something? What sort of something?"