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[wearafeznow]

[ The feed starts with a crash, a high pitched noise that sounds like a buzz, and then someone's breathing. ]

Wanda, no. [ Next come the flapping of wings and the soft coo of a bird. The Doctor is pretty much flailing around trying to scare them off, at least nobody can see this. ] Just because it's father's day doesn't mean I want a bloody corpse as a present. I'm quite happy with a cup of tea.

[ Pause, indignant sounds of a cat mewling as she's picked up. ] Bit tricky for your paws, how about I make it?

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[waitedforyears]

Let's go sailing. [ Linking her arm through his and pushing the thoughts of Rory and everything far away.

She has her best friend, after all, and adventures. Smaller ones, now, but still adventures. ]

[wearafeznow]

[ Holding the door open. ]

There's probably a shop somewhere, some place where you can rent a boat.

[waitedforyears]

Yeah. Let's go. [ Out the door and then to the beach. Sea air helps not focus on the bad things, somehow. It's not quite an adventure, but it's good. ]

[wearafeznow]

[ He waits until they're there to point out a little hut-like shop. ] Look, rentals.

[waitedforyears]

Like you said. [ There's already a bit more of a spring to her step again. ]

[wearafeznow]

When have I ever been wrong? [ And pointing at her. ] Don't answer that.

[waitedforyears]

[ Opening her mouth, then closing it again with a snap and just smirking. ]

[wearafeznow]

[ Twisting as he leads her over to the shop, a slight skip in his step as he goes. ]

So. A boat. We need a boat.