[ When Clara came, as much as he'd tried to keep her away by sheer force of will. He's selfish, too. ]
I remember you spoke of him. A good man. It isn't a shameful thing to feel glad for his presence, you know, you didn't bring him here. You're only reacting to something you can't control.
A moment of joy at his being here does your brother no harm. You might feel joy again in his presence. Would you be ashamed for it too? Do you think you need to control it?
[ Because he's not unaccustomed to the awful things, the worst things. A constant in his long life. This time around, he's choosing joy as much as he can. ]
[ And the Doctor, for all his own deflecting and not wanting to speak of things, misses the very obvious sign of the same boundaries in others. Where he might still push anyway, though, he won't now. ]
Then we won't. And I'll just be glad you're safe. But you have nothing to be ashamed for. On the official record. There! I had to say it one more time. Now that's me leaving it, walking past it, never to be spoken of again. See? Me learning.
[ Probably. Maybe? ]
I'm still bringing you cake. I'll drop it off by the cave and we don't even have to make eye contact or we can do a wave and a nod from a distance. Big fan of those. Eat at your leisure, it keeps a good while.
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I was gladdened.
( Instead of petrified that he too is now exposed to... this. )
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[ When Clara came, as much as he'd tried to keep her away by sheer force of will. He's selfish, too. ]
I remember you spoke of him. A good man. It isn't a shameful thing to feel glad for his presence, you know, you didn't bring him here. You're only reacting to something you can't control.
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[ Because he's not unaccustomed to the awful things, the worst things. A constant in his long life. This time around, he's choosing joy as much as he can. ]
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[ A laborious admission. ]
Does it cost your brother or does it cost you? Or both?
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Then we won't. And I'll just be glad you're safe. But you have nothing to be ashamed for. On the official record. There! I had to say it one more time. Now that's me leaving it, walking past it, never to be spoken of again. See? Me learning.
[ Probably. Maybe? ]
I'm still bringing you cake. I'll drop it off by the cave and we don't even have to make eye contact or we can do a wave and a nod from a distance. Big fan of those. Eat at your leisure, it keeps a good while.
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