America | 13
"That must be kind of nice, not to have to get involved too much." America always felt like maybe that was the route she should take but then things just always seemed to kind of happen around her and well - she couldn't just sit by and watch bad things happen. Not when she could do things to help.
America hadn't considered that time wasn't passing at all back home while they were stuck here, and it was the sort of thought that kind of made her sick to her stomach, the world just stopped because they weren't in it? What about everyone back home? "Purgatory?" America's eyes went wide and she made a face, yeah that was a terrible word for it, "Yeah, no, you need a better word." She agreed that just made this whole thing feel that much worse. Like they were dead the way some of these people had suggested they might be.
Noticing when the Doctor made a face at her bottle, America caught Peter's gaze and asked for two more for the both of them, maybe this wasn't that kind of bar, but it could be maybe? Whatever, Peter brought them another drink anyway. "I think maybe we should not think too much about what's happening back home, at least not until we've got a better idea about how to get back." It would just freak her out more about being stuck.
Instead she raised her bottle in offer of a cheers with the Doctor, "To figuring things out?" She suggested.