john: i barely know him, i met him… yesterday?
mycroft: you fucked up a perfectly good consulting detective is what you did. look at him. he’s got feelings
The Doctor tried to look back, to see whether the TARDIS was still there, but he felt woozy and the pull of the beam was too strong. There didn’t seem to be anything he could do to break away.
Idly, he wished he still carried the specially adapted, vacuum-resistant propulsion-powered cricket ball which had got him out of that spot with the Urbankans.
