@burnedself
In the grand microcosm of the universe, it was always so fun to see where the pair of them landed. Of course, she had always considered herself The Doctor's greatest enemy, though some may say the daleks, the Cybermen, any variable there within. No one knew them like she did. What made them tick, the lost little lambs that they flocked to in that big blue box. The stars in their big doe eyes, the look of wonder and amazement when The Doctor stepped in to save them from the danger. Oh, she could waste time muttering and listing off every little name, but who has the time?
Pounding a human heart would be in this moment. Back is frantically pressed to the wall, palm flat against the stone when the box makes its presence known. It's an easy act to play, a part she's played before of the pretend-human. Never so close to the endgame though, how exciting.
"You just-- Did you--" Oh, how pleasantly amusing to play the part of the sheep strayed from the flock standing in the field of wolves. Needing to be rescued all the same.
"Where did you come from?"
