Now why would I do something as daft as that? [[His face twisted into a look of digust at the idea, scoffing. He had never been one for sharing his feelings unless it was distaste for things or hate, and rage, for the mortals they so loved. Much more then him anyway, not that he'd expected any less from a human.]
[Still, he continued to trace his fingers over her skin softly, almost expirmently. Was this one of the reasons the Doctor liked her so? She was rather bold, nobody dared tell him what to do except for Theta, and even then it was always for a suggestion. Heistating a moment, he leaned in and snogged her curiously.]