OOM: Time Moving Forward

[numbered_doctor]

["I regret the conversations we never had,
the time we did not spend together.
I regret that I never told him that he made me happy,
when I was in his company.
The world was the better for his being in it.
These things alone do I now regret:
things left unsaid.
And he is gone, and I am old."]



It's a pale and shaking Thirteen that finds herself in Milliways this afternoon. Bloody and bedraggled, she's woodenly stumbling her way inside, moving unseeingly for a few steps before realizing where she's ended up.

Once her presence in the bar registers, the young doctor just shakes her head and turns on her heel, only to be met with a blank expanse of wall in place of her door. For a few moments, her shell shocked exterior evaporates, giving way as Thirteen proceeds to pound at the wall, screaming a good handful of insults at it and leaving bloody marks.

Next comes the bone-weary exhaustion, and the young doctor just rests her head briefly against the bloodied bit of wall before sinking slowly to the ground, back against the wall and head bowed towards her knees.

...at least the blood isn't hers?