His forehead brushed her own, and after the strain of the events in the other room it would have been so simple to close her eyes, to feel, to get lost in the almost-connection. But as always, when he was near, Reinette could never stopping looking, and seeing. Drinking him in.

"Not to be a child about such things?"

Because truthfully, Reinette much preferred that she was no longer a child in the Doctor's eyes.

"But you did save me first."

The memory brought a smile.

He had been truly magnificent on that horse.