[She tries to smile fondly up at him, but it hurts. He reminds her so much of the Doctor often enough that it's a struggle, but right now it feels like the similarities are smothering her. She misses her stupid Time Lord so much that it's an ache that settles in her heart.]
Promise me that you won't think I'm made of glass or something ridiculous.
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Promise me that you won't think I'm made of glass or something ridiculous.