[Ten watches himself obverse himself and doesn't like it because in here, himself can probably see that himself might have some trouble sleeping or emotionally worn or both. Might be easier to see the slight bags under the eyes or ruffle clothes from not moving around much outside of bed and seems to wince and weakly states]
It's been going on for a month.
[And doesn't know how much longer he can go on - or how long Jack can hang on before he drowns between Ten and Rose and then everyone loses.]
I know about MetaCrisis. The multiverse in danger from Darvous and The Daleks. Which obviously has caused some kind of leak in space and time and allowing for Rose to pass easily between the realities for that time.
Yeah - well. Some of us don't know how to keep their mouth shut.
[or stop screaming for that matter. You're lying. But at least you have the courtesy to do that.]
Yeah.
Sorry, again about before.
[Then slowly proceeds to walk off his own way - and stops and looks back for a moment. No, he should really try to work the problem out because he doesn't like his own idea of asking himself that]
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It's been going on for a month.
[And doesn't know how much longer he can go on - or how long Jack can hang on before he drowns between Ten and Rose and then everyone loses.]
I know about MetaCrisis. The multiverse in danger from Darvous and The Daleks. Which obviously has caused some kind of leak in space and time and allowing for Rose to pass easily between the realities for that time.
Yeah - well. Some of us don't know how to keep their mouth shut.
[or stop screaming for that matter. You're lying. But at least you have the courtesy to do that.]
Yeah.
Sorry, again about before.
[Then slowly proceeds to walk off his own way - and stops and looks back for a moment. No, he should really try to work the problem out because he doesn't like his own idea of asking himself that]