How much the ordeal had taxed him, body and mind, became readily apparent at the realization this was the Doctor and not the Valeyard. His shoulders slumped slightly, as he allowed himself a few, brief moments of weakness.
It was a testament to how this entire situation was changing him that he did not pull away from the hand on his broken arm. Hate and revulsion curled in his gut, but he stayed still. He didn't know why he did.
"As much as I would usually enjoy your self-loathing, my dear Doctor, this time the blame is solely on my own shoulders. I realized too late that I needed assistance. I paid the price for it."
He sighed, trying to banish the tired feeling from him. "Just remind me next time not to go for a swim when we're running about on one of his worlds, hm?"
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Date: 2011-12-20 10:20 pm (UTC)It was a testament to how this entire situation was changing him that he did not pull away from the hand on his broken arm. Hate and revulsion curled in his gut, but he stayed still. He didn't know why he did.
"As much as I would usually enjoy your self-loathing, my dear Doctor, this time the blame is solely on my own shoulders. I realized too late that I needed assistance. I paid the price for it."
He sighed, trying to banish the tired feeling from him. "Just remind me next time not to go for a swim when we're running about on one of his worlds, hm?"