[The rocking and shaking underneath seems to cease, as he stills, waiting for the inevitable '...but'.
It doesn't come. He's not even cracking jokes about it.
He pokes a worried face into view, clearly having been crying at some point. His hair is a very dark purple]
The port was weeks ago. Days? Weeks...I lose track of time a lot.
And if she doesn't come back soon, what if I start to go back the other way? We'd lose everything we had together. I can't lose her, Ford, I'm at my most vulnerable in between periods of transition. Just ask my stage manager.
I need somebody to be there for me, and I know you have Rosie and I'm supposed to learn how to 'self-soothe' but I've been self-soothing for centuries and I can't be alone right now.
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It doesn't come. He's not even cracking jokes about it.
He pokes a worried face into view, clearly having been crying at some point. His hair is a very dark purple]
The port was weeks ago. Days? Weeks...I lose track of time a lot.
And if she doesn't come back soon, what if I start to go back the other way? We'd lose everything we had together. I can't lose her, Ford, I'm at my most vulnerable in between periods of transition. Just ask my stage manager.
I need somebody to be there for me, and I know you have Rosie and I'm supposed to learn how to 'self-soothe' but I've been self-soothing for centuries and I can't be alone right now.
Yeah, Rhys is death-tolling. I killed him.