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𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃’𝚂 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝙴𝙴 𝙼𝙴 , 𝙸’𝙳 𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴. The sentiments and further implications of the statement had lingered at the back of the Doctor’s mind well after the conversation had taken place , sneaking its way into the forefront now that Martha was only mere meters away. His newly gained companion , so he was learning , was incredibly direct. At times , this was a bit jarring , but nevertheless , the time lord found himself being all the more grateful for it. ( 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝚆𝙰𝚈. ) He’d been otherwise oblivious to his tendency to string people along on small promises , but now it was a worry that stuck like an ear worm of a pop tune , or an intrusive thought you can’t shake. Paranoia , maybe , was the word for it. The two stood in relative silence as he fiddled with his gadgets , cutting a key for the ship’s newest resident with spectacles perched on the edge of his nose. The noiselessness alone was something the Doctor rarely could handle , but the question remaining sat on the tip of his tongue was even worse. Features then screwed together in confusion and were paired with a deep inhale as the quiet was finally broken. “ What did you mean ? About the way that you think I see you ? ”