@ohhfiddleβ - continued from here.
FOR SUCH A TINY HUMAN, SHE CERTAINLY EMITTED PLENTYΒ OF STUBBORNNESS.
IT WAS A TRAIT SHE POSSESSED IN ABUNDANCE, AND ONE THAT SELDOM WAVERED. Once her mind had concluded itself on a matter, that was that; vey rarely did anything succeed in changing it. Although it often came at odds with his own ideals, he nevertheless admired her immensely for it - in herΒ world, at least, she would have been expected to exist as little more than an asset; never speaking unless she was spoken to first, never being allowed her own opinion, seldom being offered any opportunity to express herself. Such an archaic society was never going to accomodate Victoria, that The Doctor has ascertained within moments of meeting her. Thus, her removal from it was always going to be theirΒ loss, not hers.
HE COULD NOT HELP BUT SMILE AT HER ATTEMPTS TO FORCIBLY REMOVE HIM FROM HIS POSITION, A MUFFLED CHUCKLE AUDIBLE FROM WITHIN HIS CLOSED LIPS. Glancing down at her, he raised an arm and gently ruffled the short, curly locks of her hair, before briefly turning his attention back to the console. With swift movements, he activated the TARDISβ autopilot function, and, once finished, he offered Victoria an open hand.
HIS NEWFOUND STATUS AS AΒ PARENTΒ WAS ONE THAT CONSISTED OF UNCERTAINTY AFTER UNCERTAINTY. However, as he stared down at the small, pouting, wonderfulΒ little girl in front of him, he understood that his own internal struggles were always going to be worth it, as long as sheΒ remained happy and safe. That was the most important thing.
βCome along - letβs get you tucked in again, shall we?β
