He was so imploring. She could hear it in his voice. He really truly wanted to do what he thought was right. He wanted to help. But he was blinded by what he desired and thought of as right to see why it was so very wrong. Still, she opened her eyes and looked at him. She wanted that. To be able to travel again. To no longer be in a linear time line where things moved too slowly. It stretched on and on. Always the same. She wanted to be in her right form. This body hurt. It was as if she was trying to break out yet couldn't. And while the body should die, it didn't. Trapping her.
But not at this cost. Not at the cost of going against the very nature of time. To erase what had happened. To erase having gotten to talk to the Doctor...
Sighing sadly, Sexy reached out and touched the mirror Doctor's cheek before shaking her head.
"Still my brilliant thief who made a decision. Twists and turns and knots. Frayed at the edges, so miniscule. Too much. Far too much." The paradox alone of the Skasis Paradigm was overwhelming. The building blocks should never belong to one person. "Brilliant mad man. Doesn't make it right, though."