"Nor me," Charley says, and she wants to ask about his hair again, or his clothes, or the comment about him being rendered 'completely human', but for a moment, she just settles in against him and enjoys the feeling of his cheek against her hair.
There hadn't really been time, after all, between those weeks, months, however long it was in the sensory deprivation tube and her point in the timeline for them to really process what they'd said. She'd thought about it often, and she was willing to bet he'd thought about it at least a few times, but then they were travelling between the zones, picking up C'rizz and getting in scrape after scrape, searching for the TARDIS and the way out.
"They made you human?" she asks finally, curiosity overwhelming her desire to just half-cuddle him in public.
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There hadn't really been time, after all, between those weeks, months, however long it was in the sensory deprivation tube and her point in the timeline for them to really process what they'd said. She'd thought about it often, and she was willing to bet he'd thought about it at least a few times, but then they were travelling between the zones, picking up C'rizz and getting in scrape after scrape, searching for the TARDIS and the way out.
"They made you human?" she asks finally, curiosity overwhelming her desire to just half-cuddle him in public.