[It's a long time before Oswin finally exhausts herself, her sobs dying down to the occasional sniffle. Part of her mind is reeling with confusion, given that the Doctor's still there and comforting her instead of pushing her away.
But there's another, stronger part that's more willing to just accept it for now. To curl up in his arms and fall asleep and pretend like she didn't just have a sobbing fit on him. She still can't look, though, afraid that one peek to the outside world will shatter everything.
Her voice is muffled when she speaks, small and uncertain.] ...Why? [It's the only question in her mind now, the only one she can think on hard enough to voice it.]
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But there's another, stronger part that's more willing to just accept it for now. To curl up in his arms and fall asleep and pretend like she didn't just have a sobbing fit on him. She still can't look, though, afraid that one peek to the outside world will shatter everything.
Her voice is muffled when she speaks, small and uncertain.] ...Why? [It's the only question in her mind now, the only one she can think on hard enough to voice it.]