(not quite the moment Yaz meant...but close enough)
“I’ve lived so many lives, so many years, that I stopped counting how old I was a long time ago,” the Doctor says, holding out a pocket watch with intricate circles and swirls carved into the lid, “and yet now, there is this – I know I must open it, it is my past, my present, and my future, but Yaz, I don’t know what will happen when I finally do open this, I can only know that I will not be myself, not the self that you know; can you live with that, and wait for me to come back to myself again?”
Yaz gingerly reaches out to touch the metal, which hummed under her fingertips, and for an almost wild moment, the word “Horcrux” flashes through her mind – it is like enough, isn’t it? – but also, it isn’t, not really.
Looking up at the Doctor, Yaz finds herself smiling, “No matter who you become, you’d still always be the best person I've ever met and I’m with you, whatever happens.”
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“I’ve lived so many lives, so many years, that I stopped counting how old I was a long time ago,” the Doctor says, holding out a pocket watch with intricate circles and swirls carved into the lid, “and yet now, there is this – I know I must open it, it is my past, my present, and my future, but Yaz, I don’t know what will happen when I finally do open this, I can only know that I will not be myself, not the self that you know; can you live with that, and wait for me to come back to myself again?”
Yaz gingerly reaches out to touch the metal, which hummed under her fingertips, and for an almost wild moment, the word “Horcrux” flashes through her mind – it is like enough, isn’t it? – but also, it isn’t, not really.
Looking up at the Doctor, Yaz finds herself smiling, “No matter who you become, you’d still always be the best person I've ever met and I’m with you, whatever happens.”