"I can't say I pictured you as the type to care," the Doctor said primly, still struggling to adjust to the idea that one, he was apparently going to look forward to getting married in the future and maybe he had accidentally proposed to her.
Oddly enough, River hadn't breathed a word of that night since then. He wasn't sure why. Maybe she knew it was coming.
So did that mean he'd been married the last time he saw her alive, before the Library? It certainly put things into a new perspective! The Doctor squinted at the Master, trying to read him: the man looked for all intents and purposes like he meant to get hand-cuffed half-naked right where he was and maybe the Doctor ought to be jealous of it, too. The Doctor could say safely he wasn't. That one time a life ago was enough. Not exactly good memories. The Doctor tilted his head. So if the Master knew that, what else did he know? There was no possible way he could have picked up her trip to the Library from her head, right?
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Oddly enough, River hadn't breathed a word of that night since then. He wasn't sure why. Maybe she knew it was coming.
So did that mean he'd been married the last time he saw her alive, before the Library? It certainly put things into a new perspective! The Doctor squinted at the Master, trying to read him: the man looked for all intents and purposes like he meant to get hand-cuffed half-naked right where he was and maybe the Doctor ought to be jealous of it, too. The Doctor could say safely he wasn't. That one time a life ago was enough. Not exactly good memories. The Doctor tilted his head. So if the Master knew that, what else did he know? There was no possible way he could have picked up her trip to the Library from her head, right?