“you can cry. i won’t judge.”
“Crying is weakness,” Missy said coldly as she looked over at River. “And there’s no room for weakness in a place like this.”
The pair had stumbled upon Skaro quite by accident earlier that day, missy had wanted to leave as quickly as they had arrived but her fear at being back on one of the planets she feared the most had made her clumsy. Hence, they now found themselves in the depths of a Dalek camp. Cold and dark with only the screams of fellow prisoners for company, Missy had been trapped in her own mind for hours. She’d forgotten River had been in the cell next to her until she had heard her ridiculous suggestion. Looking down at her arms, Missy scowled at the implant that was staring to pump experimental drugs into her.
“Did you get the Friday night special to or was that just for me?”