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      Her heart clenched tight, her stomach doing flips as
      she processed what she believed really did happen.
      And it really did. The Doctor left her here. With this.
      Why couldn’t he have had a different face?
      Her heart broke in two. Everything she knew
     about people, trust and loyalty thrown completely
     out the window. Why was she so stupid to have
                                           gone away with this man? 

                     Holding back her tears, Ellanor swallowed
                     her lips, giving her head a shake as she
                    kept things casual, even though she really
                       had no desire to even speak anymore
                                       ”No—it’s fine. I don’t want
                                                         to talk to him any way.” 

    She would have to fend for herself.
    Maybe for a little while if she could
    find some impossible way to get out of here. 

                                         Brows furrowing, the desperate waitress
                                          looked up at him, her voice cracking,
                                       ”Please—-don’t kill me o-or anything.”
                                         Grinding her teeth as she continued,
                                                              iffy on giving him such lines
                                                people had probably said so many
                                                  times before her,  ”I’ll do anything.”

           Didn’t want to talk to him? If the Doctor could have heard
           this girl, his hearts surely would have been broken, but
           the comment only caused Clever to laugh at her. She was
           stupid, so much more flustered than the other companion.
           Her fear was obvious and striking, and she looked as if
           she were going to cry. Surely there was more to her than 
           emotion? A character somewhere? She hadn’t issued a
           challenge of any sort against him and he was perplexed
           as to how she was so easily moved to do anything for him.
           Definitely not like anyone he’d come across before and he
           hoped, for her sake, that she would prove to be more fun
           than she was being at this moment. 

                                ❝ And what is it that makes you think I’m going to kill you
                                    hmm? I’ve not done anything that suggests me ending
                                    your life. Anyways, I wouldn’t kill you because it’s important
                                    that I keep your mind, or at least your body. Cybermen
                                    are always needing spare parts. Won’t it be a surprise to
                                    you as well, love, that I simply don’t need anything from you?
                                    Although it’s flattering that you would do anything to stay
                                    alive, I’m afraid you can’t give me what I want. ❞ 

          Pondering her was one thing, but actually getting to see
          who she was was another. As if it were an afterthought,
          he added this to his words     

                                ❝ A shame that you don’t want to talk to him, because he
                                    certainly wants to talk to you. ❞