How did she know he was about to do that? River's hand stops mere inches away from her mouth, almost guiltily.
Right, he keeps forgetting he's in her body and not his! It's doubtful he'd get much with her taste buds. You know how humans are, the Doctor thinks, making no attempt to hide that from River as he peers at the petal through her eyes. It's a very delicate shade of pink. He can tell her that it most certainly wasn't there when he was here in his own body being productive and sorting things and no, River, he hardly thinks this is the Master's doing. It's not much fun to get revenge on a body with no one inside, after all! Not much of a challenge. Brilliant mind like the Master's needs to be constantly challenged and sometimes that's why the Doctor suspect he's made all those mistakes and gotten himself defeated over and over again. Maybe it's unconsciously knowing that all he needs to do is get it right once.
Or he could be on the market for stealing his lives again. The Doctor to this day still isn't sure about that plan. Also something about snakes.
(He did like the cape, though!)
The Doctor resists the urge to just lick the flower petal at least once. "Let's ask around. Maybe some of the crew've seen something."
After all, it's not like the Master has access to the TARDIS and this time the Doctor has made sure to double, if not triple, Master-proof it. At the very least he shouldn't be able to find a way in for quite some time. The Doctor teeters to River's feet, tossing her glorious hair over her shoulder and deciding that maybe he ought to try to grow out his hair whenever he got his body back.
Let's time skip and do something in the dream log?
Right, he keeps forgetting he's in her body and not his! It's doubtful he'd get much with her taste buds. You know how humans are, the Doctor thinks, making no attempt to hide that from River as he peers at the petal through her eyes. It's a very delicate shade of pink. He can tell her that it most certainly wasn't there when he was here in his own body being productive and sorting things and no, River, he hardly thinks this is the Master's doing. It's not much fun to get revenge on a body with no one inside, after all! Not much of a challenge. Brilliant mind like the Master's needs to be constantly challenged and sometimes that's why the Doctor suspect he's made all those mistakes and gotten himself defeated over and over again. Maybe it's unconsciously knowing that all he needs to do is get it right once.
Or he could be on the market for stealing his lives again. The Doctor to this day still isn't sure about that plan. Also something about snakes.
(He did like the cape, though!)
The Doctor resists the urge to just lick the flower petal at least once. "Let's ask around. Maybe some of the crew've seen something."
After all, it's not like the Master has access to the TARDIS and this time the Doctor has made sure to double, if not triple, Master-proof it. At the very least he shouldn't be able to find a way in for quite some time. The Doctor teeters to River's feet, tossing her glorious hair over her shoulder and deciding that maybe he ought to try to grow out his hair whenever he got his body back.