"I don't, usually. Make much sense. After regenerating, I mean. Everything's still in flux. You could say I'm still cooking, I suppose. All that excess energy still bleeding out and brain cells trying to decide on what they're going to be." He scuffed one trainer-clad toe against the floor, uneasy with discussion of changing. Regeneration was never pleasant, and now that he had to do it alone, without another Time Lord to help, every single time that remained to him, the prospect was even more daunting. "I suppose it makes sense that he crashed the TARDIS if she was in flight when he- When I changed. Glad he didn't hurt anyone when he did."
The Doctor looked up abruptly, his expression earnest, as he asked, "He didn't, did he? When he landed?"
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