Date: 2007-05-23 07:57 am (UTC)
Her own hand lifted to catch the Doctor's cheek and cradle it in her palm. She used to wrist free of his bruise intentionally. For while we was willing to step away from them moment in some ways, she could not bring herself to shatter it.

His skin was warm, but it lo longer burned. Or if it did, Reinette just allowed herself to imagine it was a different sort of heat. She was rather fond of her imaginings.

"No Doctor," she agreed. "You are everything that is alive."

Reinette had been ill prepared what it would be like to have him sleeping in the next room night, after night, after night. When Louis left her, it had always been to return to her chambers, a full wing away.

It seemed that it was less frustrating when all of the sky stood between them, instead of a few walls.
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