She could only stare at the sights before her -- so utterly alien, and so, so beautiful. This was possibly the most alien world he'd taken her to yet, and she suspected he'd been saving it for a while, stretching her slowly until she could fathom this world.
A glance in his direction and she could more or less make out the shape of him in the darkness. "Thank you," she said, almost a whisper. (Years of conditioning on Earth -- darkness meant night which meant 'be quiet'.)
In that moment, she was serene, she was at peace. She was expecting it all to fall out in moments, for a violent revolution or alien invasion to take place on the planet -- as they always seemed to when she and the Doctor went walkabout -- but she'd done that enough that Martha truly felt that nothing could surprise her at this point.
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Date: 2007-11-16 09:57 pm (UTC)A glance in his direction and she could more or less make out the shape of him in the darkness. "Thank you," she said, almost a whisper. (Years of conditioning on Earth -- darkness meant night which meant 'be quiet'.)
In that moment, she was serene, she was at peace. She was expecting it all to fall out in moments, for a violent revolution or alien invasion to take place on the planet -- as they always seemed to when she and the Doctor went walkabout -- but she'd done that enough that Martha truly felt that nothing could surprise her at this point.