“Please don’t say it’s bigger on the inside than on the outside,” he said.
She didn’t. She barged past him up the entry ramp and went and laid her hand down on the console, gold light sparking between her hand and the cold metal. What she did say was, “This isn’t your TARDIS.” She pulled away from the console and the ship let out a hum of protest at the loss of contact. His eyes widened at the reaction from his ship. Rose turned to look at him and for a moment flecks of gold swirled in her eyes. Then they cleared. “This isn’t your TARDIS,” she repeated, “And you’re not my Doctor.”
Suddenly at a complete and total loss as to what to say the Doctor fell into the defensive. “Oi, what do you mean, old big ears?”
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