#thasmin needs

"Hey," Yaz says as she walks over to the Doctor. The Doctor had been sitting there on the steps in the console room in silence for the past few hours. Her mind shooting around thoughts of what she could've done better, something, anything she could've done for Ryan and Graham to stay.

She slowly looks up at her remaining companion. "Hey." She says dully with a short, half-hearted smile. She then turns her attention back to the floor and to her never-ending punishment of thoughts.

She'd been through too much. He lost his companion, Bill, she was dead and gone and he'd never see her again. Then, he regenerated, an event that always causes pain and confusion and always at a time when the world seems to be ending. Then she found out she was a woman now, not that she minded, in fact she found it rather facinating and comfortable. Then she made some friends -new companions- except, like always, she grew too attached. And, like always, wasn't open with them, too scared of sharing her built up pain. She was already vunerable and worried she'd scare them off.

And then... she lost Galifrey all over again. This time, she lost it all to the Master's hands. Yet she still found it in herself to understand him and feel sorrow for him. After all, she loved him, they had been friends of sorts for as long as she could remember. As it turns out, it wasn't necessarily that long.

Now she had to deal with not knowing who she was as well as everything else. As well as losing two of her family, because she'd almost died, been sent to jail and then returned with a stiff and edgy welcome.