Even now Jack couldn't help but feel pleased when the Doctor seemed impressed with something he did. He was like a child trying to impress his favourite teacher, or a love sick teenager desperate to be noticed. He supposed, deep down, he really was a little of both.
As the Doctor pulled out his sonic, Jack could barely hide his glee at the sight of it. He loved his wrist strap, he really did, it was a part of him. After all, he'd had it so long, and despite a few hitches, it had served him well. He couldn't help but be pleased at the thought of it regaining full functionality (even if under the steady control of the Doctor).
In the rush he'd almost managed to forget that he felt empty inside, it was as though the void was -at least for now- full again. Remarkable really.
"Thought you'd never ask," he grinned as the Doctor's fingers settled over the leather strap, and he waited for the him to work his magic.
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As the Doctor pulled out his sonic, Jack could barely hide his glee at the sight of it. He loved his wrist strap, he really did, it was a part of him. After all, he'd had it so long, and despite a few hitches, it had served him well. He couldn't help but be pleased at the thought of it regaining full functionality (even if under the steady control of the Doctor).
In the rush he'd almost managed to forget that he felt empty inside, it was as though the void was -at least for now- full again. Remarkable really.
"Thought you'd never ask," he grinned as the Doctor's fingers settled over the leather strap, and he waited for the him to work his magic.