He glanced down at his chest, following the Doctor's eyes and running his fingers lightly over the clothed wound.
"Feels like it," he admitted, half sheepish and half just plain miserable. He was still soaking wet, and the discomfort of running in wet jeans was starting to give him a heat rash.
He sighed at the Doctor's abrupt decision, following close at the Time Lord's heels. He'd rather be uncomfortable and bleeding a bit than the meal of some primitive species.
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nevar. just ask the master
Date: 2012-02-26 06:30 pm (UTC)"Feels like it," he admitted, half sheepish and half just plain miserable. He was still soaking wet, and the discomfort of running in wet jeans was starting to give him a heat rash.
He sighed at the Doctor's abrupt decision, following close at the Time Lord's heels. He'd rather be uncomfortable and bleeding a bit than the meal of some primitive species.