[The laugh only intensifies when he spins her around. Gothel hugs her, but never so enthusiastically as the Doctor does.
And then the doors. They open, inviting. Enticing her. The grass dewy from the rain even still, the flecks of dirt around the blades of green as she hesitantly steps forward. Just at the edge, her own green eyes widening at the sight. So close.]
It did. I heard it at the window before.
[And yet, she seems both excited and terrified, for all she was--is, so eager to go outside. Stepping out to put one toe to the ground cautiously. Then the whole foot. Followed by the other.]
it's okay. late happens. and I am late anyway.
And then the doors. They open, inviting. Enticing her. The grass dewy from the rain even still, the flecks of dirt around the blades of green as she hesitantly steps forward. Just at the edge, her own green eyes widening at the sight. So close.]
It did. I heard it at the window before.
[And yet, she seems both excited and terrified, for all she was--is, so eager to go outside. Stepping out to put one toe to the ground cautiously. Then the whole foot. Followed by the other.]
It's all wet. And tickly!