The Doctor handed the sonar device over and looked over Jack's shoulder. He'd purposefully not replied to Jack's question about coincidence, because the Doctor didn't like believing in coincidences. But, really, a storm? Could something like that actually follow them?
"Ooooh, we'll hit the randomizer, I think," the Doctor said with a smile that was at least 67% genuine. "Give us a surprise where we land. Always do love surprises! Well, some surprises. Well, certain surprises. Well----this is good, what sort of fruit is it?"
He agreed with Jack, though. This was good. It made him happy, just sitting here with someone with whom he wasn't preoccupied with the end. Jack could stay as long as he wanted. He would die, eventually, the Doctor knew that. But not for so long. Maybe the Doctor really could grow old with him.
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"Ooooh, we'll hit the randomizer, I think," the Doctor said with a smile that was at least 67% genuine. "Give us a surprise where we land. Always do love surprises! Well, some surprises. Well, certain surprises. Well----this is good, what sort of fruit is it?"
He agreed with Jack, though. This was good. It made him happy, just sitting here with someone with whom he wasn't preoccupied with the end. Jack could stay as long as he wanted. He would die, eventually, the Doctor knew that. But not for so long. Maybe the Doctor really could grow old with him.
Domestic, again, Doctor?