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He did it!

[the TARDIS is quite happy and is about bursting with energy. well-reigned in energy, but energy nonetheless. she's about giddy, honestly]

They aren't attacking any longer. And I've located several survivors who took to the underground. This world ... it's healing. We've done it...!

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[smirks, playing her fingers against his wrists] Seen the universe, for instance?

Exactly! Well, I suppose I could've taken another TARDIS but I always did fancy you.

It seemed more to me I was simply in the right place at the right time for our initial meeting. Then fancying happened afterward. [thinks about this] Did you ever hide in other TARDISes, Doctor, or was I really the only one you'd visit back then?

[tips his head up and thinks] I did play a bit with a few at home but they weren't quite the same, really. They were newer, a little colder.

I'm not terribly surprised. 'Temperamental,' I used to be called. Most of the Type 40s were, to be honest. I rather thought it gave us charm. The newest ones were far too serious. You know, they never once talked back to their Time Lords -- not once! What sort of life is that, I ask?

[shakes his head] Sounds like what most Time Lords would want, though. I never understood it. That bond is too deep to put to something that barely has a personality.

There were not many Time Lords who saw us as anything beyond a simple machine, and the bond was nothing more than a required safeguard for our function. A possession, a thing, need not think, Doctor, need not feel. They bred us to be organic but wanted to cull all the life from us.

Yes, well, they were a pompous, thick lot.

But you were not. [smiles and nuzzles him] Thank you.

[smiles, stroking her hair fondly] My pleasure.

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