#v. forgiven.

    he pushes himself up from a railing he’s been GRIPPING to & takes a long stride      to the console to, rather, grip CONTROLS laid out there.      now, TECHNICALLY he’s      now ‘allowed’ to be driving   ( he is a bit of a hazard, after all )   but he CANNOT stand      this AMUSEMENT PARK RIDE any longer.      his eyes race over the mass of controls      before he reaches to YANK down a lever.   the TARDIS jerks itself upright so he has no      need to HOLD ON for life.   he takes this moment of PEACE aboard the ship to send a      tight FROWN at the timelord across the console.