He had kept looking up at her while she treated his wound, his feelings inscrutable behind the drug induced glassiness that glazed the dark amber honey-wine of his eyes. His gaze had caught her own for a few seconds before she had lowered her eyes again to concentrate on what she was doing, and again she felt that disconcerting tangle of feelings.
She set them neatly aside, squashed to a dusty corner of her mind where she did not have to deal with them. This was the Doctor-- different, distant despite his usual enthusiastic demeanor, nearly incomprehensible in so many ways, and just... beyond. Period. He wouldn't see her that way, she told herself.
When he made a move to stand, she quickly levered herself to her feet with a hand braced on the sink. Her legs were shaking, but she ignored it. Rest later, she told herself.
She reached down to help him up, one hand on his shoulder and the other closing over an upper arm. "Okay, easy now. Don't try to get up too quickly."
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RE: The Doctor
Date: 2015-09-13 08:29 pm (UTC)She set them neatly aside, squashed to a dusty corner of her mind where she did not have to deal with them. This was the Doctor-- different, distant despite his usual enthusiastic demeanor, nearly incomprehensible in so many ways, and just... beyond. Period. He wouldn't see her that way, she told herself.
When he made a move to stand, she quickly levered herself to her feet with a hand braced on the sink. Her legs were shaking, but she ignored it. Rest later, she told herself.
She reached down to help him up, one hand on his shoulder and the other closing over an upper arm. "Okay, easy now. Don't try to get up too quickly."