She really had learned from the best, worst influence in the universe. “Tell me something… Do you ever believe me when I say that?” he asked with a small smile.
She eyed him curiously trying to depict how she should answer the question. With a long drawn out sigh she shook her head. “Nope, not usually.” She looked down at her hands before shaking her head once more. “Let’s just
When he felt her lean against him, the Doctor put an arm around Rose’s shoulders. He certainly knew that words didn’t fix stuff like this. They only made sense later if they made sense at all. But it was the best he could offer her right now.
"You really should eat something. She wouldn’t want you getting sick on her account," he said softly, smiling down at the dog.
"Dad, I’m not hungry." She persisted standing up quickly. "Thalia is fine. She knows I’m fine. You know, the mind goes through every emotion in the book sometimes after a regeneration. Or, you will know. With me."
"So stop worrying, alright? I’m fine."
The Doctor wasn’t sure what to say. He wanted to reassure her that he would do that, that he would always keep her safe, but that had never been the truth. It seemed unfair that she couldn’t have this simple thing. But their lives were never fair.
He crouched down beside them and scratched behind Thalia’s ears. “I know, sweetheart. I know exactly how much it hurts, I promise you. But you have to know when to let go.” He smiled sadly and shook his head. “You knew going in that she couldn’t stay forever. I know you’ve watched me long enough to see that our lives don’t work like that and her lifespan his short even by human standards. But it will be okay eventually. You will be alright. And so will she.”
She sighed and curled up closer to the animal. Thalia licked her face and she chuckled. “Always looking out for me, yeah?” She mumbled before sitting up with a heavy sigh. “It doesn’t make it any easier” she stated leaning against him.
Standing up Rose shook her head and Thalia got up as well, stretching she waited in anticipation for her owner’s next move. “I’m not really hungry anymore.”
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