"Sure." Rachel looks down at her arm, reaching with a finger to trace the edge of the wound. She still doesn't feel anything, but she imagines that will change and she sighs. Oh, well, at least it means she's alive, right?
Hand on the door she pauses, torn between leaving and staying. Although why she'd stay with the way things are going... Instead, she picks a third option, heading back in the room, right up to the Doctor and throwing her arms around him in a tight hug.
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Date: 2011-07-04 12:56 am (UTC)Hand on the door she pauses, torn between leaving and staying. Although why she'd stay with the way things are going... Instead, she picks a third option, heading back in the room, right up to the Doctor and throwing her arms around him in a tight hug.
He might not need one, but she sure as hell does.