Mara managed a small, timid smile at the lanky (shiny) stranger's comment, and sat down with her arms around her knees in the background while Faith introduced herself and made jokes.
/Where did they come from?/ But of course. They had come from the plane. /What plane?/ There was another. There had to be. The moment Faith had brought Orrie from the forest, she had known that. As usual, she didn't know /how/ she knew it--but she did. /There was another plane. A big one, this time. Oh...oh, that's so sad. So sad! How many of them died?/ Her chin trembled a little bit.
/It's all right. Their souls are gone. Free. They can't hurt anymore./ She reminded herself of this a few times, since bursting into tears in the middle of an introductory conversation wouldn't do.
To the Doctor, her thoughts felt...sore...around the edges, as if she were operating under some sort of exquisitely nasty psychic injury.
Orrie came bumbling over again and yapped, bouncing in a small circle, in case Mara had missed the whole THERE ARE NEW PEOPLE HERE!!! dance she'd done before. Then she went to bother Rose again.
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Date: 2006-04-13 10:58 pm (UTC)/Where did they come from?/ But of course. They had come from the plane. /What plane?/ There was another. There had to be. The moment Faith had brought Orrie from the forest, she had known that. As usual, she didn't know /how/ she knew it--but she did. /There was another plane. A big one, this time. Oh...oh, that's so sad. So sad! How many of them died?/ Her chin trembled a little bit.
/It's all right. Their souls are gone. Free. They can't hurt anymore./ She reminded herself of this a few times, since bursting into tears in the middle of an introductory conversation wouldn't do.
To the Doctor, her thoughts felt...sore...around the edges, as if she were operating under some sort of exquisitely nasty psychic injury.
Orrie came bumbling over again and yapped, bouncing in a small circle, in case Mara had missed the whole THERE ARE NEW PEOPLE HERE!!! dance she'd done before. Then she went to bother Rose again.
/I wonder how many people there are here./