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( a sob is the first thing that can be heard, rather than spotting her. she always was louder than she was vibrant, but here she is in all her glory, on her knees, acting like a child. soft and quiet, though she remains sobbing. hiccoughing soon follows, sniffles and for a short time, all that can be produced from the girl are the sounds of misery and despair. this is the second time she’s found herself in this strange area, neither one of said two times could she recall really wanting to stay. or, rather, she thought it was — but nothing made sense at the moment, nothing but sobbing seemed to be the right thing to do )

Is someone there…? ( preferably someone she might know? her voice whimpers the words and her palms, finding her eyes, rub the heels against to try and dry the tears that relentlessly fall ) Please, can someone hear me…?

( Victoria is far from being aware of whom she’s trying to talk to. for some reason, she can recall someone from before but can’t see anyone this time. slowly, she inhales a shaky breath, picks herself up from the ground and awkwardly begins to walk )

I remember, from before, there was someone… Please, aren’t you still there? ( another choking sob, as she realizes that she might have just imagined seeing someone. what if she’s imagined this whole situation? it might even be some dream, or rather nightmare, that just feels as though it’s real. but then again, when she had returned home, it hadn’t felt right for some reason. what had that woman’s name been? oh, that’s right )

Meredith? ( another shaky breath ) Meredith… Sault? That was it, wasn’t it? Oh, please… Please, I’m frightened and I— I thought I’d gotten away from all this stuff!

( she proceeds to walk along the Plane, not that she realized that’s what it was called or even began to fathom wherever it was that she might be. the walk was seeming endless, there really didn’t seem as though there was much of a destination for her to find and so realizing that she was extremely lost, and so once more, she falls to her knees in a heap )

Mister Harris! Missus Harris! ( she choked on a sob ) Please, I don’t want to be alone! I don’t understand, what is going on? Where am I…? What happened?

( she whimpers and mutters before burying her head into her hands ) …if I wanted this, I would have stayed on the TARDIS…

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( briefly, she's stunned. after regaining her composure, she frowns )

I'm not really sure.

[He shrugs.]

That's all I mean by it might be more like your time with me than not.

( she groans softly, lifting her hands to rub at her face ) ... but, why me?

( all her exasperation )

[The Doctor shrugs.]

Why any of us? I think it's a bit random...

[But he clearly doesn't like giving that answer.]

You don't know? For certain, I mean?

[He raises an eyebrow.]

If I knew, I'd tell you.

[He's trying not to get offended.]

Oh... ( she frowns, lowering her gaze to the ground. completely missing his offense; she hadn't meant any, after all ) Well, you'll work it out. You always do!

[Oh the faith of his companions. Makes him smile in spite of himself.]

Of course I will. 'Sides got you here t'help, don't I?

I'm not too terribly certain how I could help, but! Should you need someone to scream, I'm your girl.

[He laughs at that. It's a warm, honest laugh.]

I'll keep that in mind, Victoria. Though... [And his tone grows fond.] You have other uses too.

Oh, do you think so? ( she tilts her head, smiling, flattered at the fondness in his tone ) Well, I'm glad someone does!

Just remember. You left me...

[It wasn't said with malice, just a reminder that he didn't ask her to leave.]

( there need not be malice in his tone, she still frowns at his words )

Ah...
I'm sorry... It was just... Too much...

[His expression turns fond.]

I know. But jus' cause you found it too much doesn't mean you've got nothing to contribute.

...no? ( she tilts her head slightly ) But you know Doctor, I suppose, sometimes, it was sort of fun... ( smiles )

[He smiles warmly in return.]

I'm glad you think so.... And I still won't hold it against you if you don't return to traveling with me after this mess.

Ahh... ( she waves her hands a bit defensively ) I would much prefer to return to the Harris', I should think. Not that being with you wouldn't be wonderful.

[He offers a small nod of the head.]

I imagine they'd worry id you didn't return. And you like it with them, it seems. I'm... happy for you.

They're lovely people, the Harris'. I don't think they would believe me about you looking so different, though!

Then... best not tell 'em, eh?

[After all, regeneration is something he often forgets to mention to others, until he absolutely has to.]

That might be a wise idea.

[The Doctor pauses, then offers what little he can.]

I would say that if y'need help t'ask me... But I don't know all that much about this place.

But I can still ask, should I need it, yes?

Always. Once a companion, always a companion.

[As long as questions aren't asked about his recent past.]

Oh! ( she chuckles. ) Is that what you call us? Companions?

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