Beside her, the Doctor is leaning against the counter. She sees him as if through glass, straight through and it’s startling. The sound of the Tardis is light, making the entire room seem almost too empty, too stark. It shouldn’t feel unfamiliar. She’s been before. There’s never a real difference and oddly, she’s more comfortable …
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