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Jenny Schecter ([info]dont_f_withme) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
Jenny watched his reaction to her agreement and felt a little confused. She'd never seen someone who was so intelligent, bordering on brilliant probably, who was so pleased with himself in the way the Doctor seemed to be. It was almost like a child who was proud of himself for the frog he'd caught. Pure and warranted self-enjoyment. He knew he was wonderful and enjoyed being told so though he didn't appear to have a large ego over it. Very confusing to Jenny who came from a world of self-important board members and executives who only cared that they were recognized properly for what they'd done.

She tilted her head, taking in a slow and deep breath, looking at the Doctor searchingly. Was he humoring her? Was he really interested in taking a walk and prolonging this meeting? She'd already proved herself to be somewhat neurotic and she knew it. Her mind still flittered between the present and the way things with Tim had been back before she'd been imported to Los Angeles and things had go so terribly awry.

But he wasn't Tim. Though she would not say he was pale by comparison either. There was a peacefulness with the Doctor that she could appreciate. Something that she would love to experience more of. And getting out of this dusty museum of dinosaur tomes sounded perfect.

"A stroll? Yes, I think so. Just what the Doctor ordered, right?" she said and attempted a playful smile. "I haven't felt very safe to walk outside for a while. You'd be doing me a favor, I think." A rare, genuine moment for Jenny, admitted vulnerability. She didn't think it would be abused.


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