[ No. Not that floor, that wretched floor. Of all of them, of everything he'd witnessed in that terrible tower, that floor unsettled him the most for what it did to his mind. Not just his, though. He could look past that if it were only himself, but it tore apart his friends - River, Clara, countless others. To prey upon their hearts and souls with malice, with no restraint, it's an evil unearthed that he can only just barely begin to understand. He rarely thinks of good and evil in such absolutes, but there's nothing else that fits.
Does he know? Unfortunately, he'd become all too acquainted with it, the tower sending him in a loop, back to that floor over and over again. Perhaps it took some particular delight in him, his power, his mind. He would have stayed there and allowed it to consume him if it meant the rest of them had been spared. Unfortunately, he couldn't quite think within his rational mind.
His answer is a simple one, not as talkative as he usually is. ]
Yes. [ A pause, because...what to say, how to ask? ] You weren't alone?
[ He knows the answer. She couldn't have been, and for that, he's grateful, to whomever stood by her side. ]
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Does he know? Unfortunately, he'd become all too acquainted with it, the tower sending him in a loop, back to that floor over and over again. Perhaps it took some particular delight in him, his power, his mind. He would have stayed there and allowed it to consume him if it meant the rest of them had been spared. Unfortunately, he couldn't quite think within his rational mind.
His answer is a simple one, not as talkative as he usually is. ]
Yes. [ A pause, because...what to say, how to ask? ] You weren't alone?
[ He knows the answer. She couldn't have been, and for that, he's grateful, to whomever stood by her side. ]