One of the men barked an order downstairs, and the women's cries were suddenly silenced. The Doctor could hope for the best, that the women were uninjured and merely held captive. It was far better than believing they were hurt further or simply killed.
The guard backed away, and the Doctor went back to lounging against the side of the ship.
"Thank you," he said to the boy, "That could've been potentially...thanks."
He turned, fully looking at the boy for a long moment. Was that...?
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Date: 2007-09-22 04:49 am (UTC)The guard backed away, and the Doctor went back to lounging against the side of the ship.
"Thank you," he said to the boy, "That could've been potentially...thanks."
He turned, fully looking at the boy for a long moment. Was that...?