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[an irritable, dishevelled, bruised Doctor pops into existence alongside a large arm chair, a disarming bright blue in the darkness, and a white hat stand that gleams in the starlight]

Simple. It was supposed to be simple, and quick, but of course it never is, not when I really need it to be, and now...

[he continues to mutter under his breath as he shrugs out of his coat, leaving behind a white, silk dress shirt, and his hat, hanging them both on his hand stand; then, abruptly, he drops into the chair and closes his eyes]

((The Doctor is in a bad mood. ~~Or is he?~~ Come bother him! He doesn't bite, that's what the Master is for.))

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[bites his lip, brow furrowing]

It may help knowing more people knew. Who he is - was, for you. For him. [nodding at self in ridiculous coat]

[Whether or not Five is a hugger, Rose is hugging him]

[stiffens, at first, but then slowly returns the embrace]

((*flails* pls to be ignoring the bits that make no sense for this thread, I'm stupid

So really he said "Who they were. What they sacrificed."

Yes. > >))

[Hugs make everyone feel better. Really.]

Who were they?

[it does make him smile a bit]

Soldiers. Comrades. Friends. We lost six. Marie, Aina, Connor, Anthony, Fatima, and David.

((*highfives* We should get more sleep.))

[My point, it is proven]

I'm so sorry.

[now whether it's a sincere smile...]

So am I.

Have you ever...lost anyone under your command, Rose? In Torchwood?

[This is why he's amazing]

[Quiet for a moment] Yeah, I have.

[oh, hush, you'll make him preen]

[sad smile]

Then you understand.

I wish you didn't.

Really?

I think it's just a part of our lives. But I did wish it got easier over time.

[softly]

You're young. You shouldn't have to...

If I didn't, someone else would.

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