The Doctor could feel his body sliding them backwards into a reclining position on her very soft bed. Still connected, physically and mentally, he held onto her as he lay back, not wanting to break them apart.

Us. The idea seemed foreign. To not be alone, to have a partner, a person he could be an "us" with. It was almost frightening, if not for the fact that it was Reinette who was offering it.

I would like to explore us. To take the slow path with you. It was quite the romantic way of asking, but he couldn't think of a more appropriate one. The path was slow, and more often than not, she was the reason it was tolerable. The reason why, at times, he did not want to be anywhere else.