The shadows were different now. Reinette was openly fascinated. She suspected they were neither themselves that day. As unsettling as that was, there was something energizing in it. Almost heady, as if she drank too much wine, too quickly.
Why was that, then? Is this what the Doctor left behind?
Reinette glanced down to where his hand touched her shoulder.
"I meant for you. Am I safe for you?"
His wished to see the mirror. Not the fireplace, so freshly moved and still her own. The mirror she could bring herself to share.
She stepped back, and where Jack's hand drifted from her shoulder she claimed it with her own.
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Why was that, then? Is this what the Doctor left behind?
Reinette glanced down to where his hand touched her shoulder.
"I meant for you. Am I safe for you?"
His wished to see the mirror. Not the fireplace, so freshly moved and still her own. The mirror she could bring herself to share.
She stepped back, and where Jack's hand drifted from her shoulder she claimed it with her own.
"Follow me."