[Nanogenes...nanocloud? Oswin's still trying to sort it all out in her head when the Doctor speaks again. For now, she trusts him well enough to know what he's doing, and thus, lies still.
A relieved sigh escapes her lips as the pain in her back fades and finally disappears, and she allows her eyes to slide closed. Oswin's exhausted now, her escape and trek to the TARDIS having sapped most of her energy.
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A relieved sigh escapes her lips as the pain in her back fades and finally disappears, and she allows her eyes to slide closed. Oswin's exhausted now, her escape and trek to the TARDIS having sapped most of her energy.
Sorry, Doctor. That tea might have to wait.]