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I appear to have--damaged my harness, and also a dear possession of mine, while I was in the bottle.
[His ruff droops guiltily. Is that a note of embarrassment in his voice? Of course it is. He is nothing if not transparent.]
If there is anyone here with a talent for leatherworking, or perhaps metalworking, I should be very glad to hear it.
[private to anyone who encountered his mirrorverse self in Kithika]
I--I must beg your pardon, if I said anything to you that was very rude, or stupid, or both; you may rest assured I am in my right mind again, and the incident is unlikely to repeat itself, and I should like it very much if you forgot everything I--that is to say he--told you, and pay it no mind at all, because it is not true.
[Beat.]
And I should think it obvious that goes doubly for you, M. Pontmercy.
[His ruff droops guiltily. Is that a note of embarrassment in his voice? Of course it is. He is nothing if not transparent.]
If there is anyone here with a talent for leatherworking, or perhaps metalworking, I should be very glad to hear it.
[private to anyone who encountered his mirrorverse self in Kithika]
I--I must beg your pardon, if I said anything to you that was very rude, or stupid, or both; you may rest assured I am in my right mind again, and the incident is unlikely to repeat itself, and I should like it very much if you forgot everything I--that is to say he--told you, and pay it no mind at all, because it is not true.
[Beat.]
And I should think it obvious that goes doubly for you, M. Pontmercy.
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[The exclamation escapes him before he can restrain himself. He peers down at Clara, dismayed.]
And was there nothing to be done in that darkness? It sounds dreadful.
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[she replies quietly. When she'd awoken from the dream, she'd been left so shaken that she'd been unable to sleep or eat for the next day. She just sat, trying to breath and steady herself.
Then she looks up at him with gentle look.]
I'm alright now though. Or... alright enough.
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It is better, I think, when one has an enemy one can see. Fighting the dragon was difficult, but at least one knew where it was, and even if one could not defeat it outright, one could have run away, instead.
It is much harder to fight something inside you, or a memory of a thing. I do not mind a battle, at all, but the way the enemy here fights--
[He falls silent, and rests his head on his forelegs, huffing out a quiet breath.]
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[She drops her head slightly onto his neck and gently strokes his tail with her fingers. She enjoys the warm sensation and closeness. She's had no one to talk to about it. She didn't want to concern Jack and she hadn't spoken to Jim since Spock left.]
It's a bit scary. What your own mind can do. It knows everything about you. It's the perfect enemy.
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[And he wishes he never had, either. He is normally confident to the point of blustering, when he faces down an enemy, but this is the sort of war he has never been trained to fight.]
It is no wonder our enemy is so threatening, when he can read us so easily.
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[She's silent for a few seconds. The Doctor would have something clever and insightful to say as he always does. More than ever, she wishes he were here, but in the meantime, she'll have to do.]
But we've also got each other. And everyone else. Your mind knows you, but it doesn't know all of me.