[She is taken aback by his age. The Doctor has been so down to Earth. He never treated her like a dumb kid who didn't know any better. No, he was nothing, but kind and respectful towards her during their friendship.
That earns a lot of good will. She makes a mental note of the changes. Kamala knows it ultimately won't matter. She is going to give him a chance. He deserves that much from her, regardless of who he becomes. They all change with time. His change just sounds more extreme than most.]
Then he still has a friend. One day I'll be different too. I'd still want people to care about me, even if I'm not the person they remember.
[Kind of like with Red, she thinks. She loves the teen version and the awesome adult she became. She hopes that if it comes to that, people will still feel the same way about her too.]
[ It's hard to explain, and she isn't sure she can, what her love was (is) for the Doctor. What they had and what was taken away. Even if in this place it was different, their story is a fixed point, and she knows what they have.
Had.
That first time he'd recoiled from her touch felt like being plunged in ice water, and it only got marginally better. Better enough, but not the same. And then she was back here, and her Doctor was gone all over again. Kamala's right though, everyone changes, and Clara nods at her wisdom, even with her vision blurry, biting on the inside of her cheek to keep her tears at bay. When she can finally speak, she even manages to give a thin smile. ]
I always have thought kids are smarter than adults most of the time. I'm glad you won't give up on him, Kamala. I won't either.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thank you! I'm inching towards final recovery!
That earns a lot of good will. She makes a mental note of the changes. Kamala knows it ultimately won't matter. She is going to give him a chance. He deserves that much from her, regardless of who he becomes. They all change with time. His change just sounds more extreme than most.]
Then he still has a friend. One day I'll be different too. I'd still want people to care about me, even if I'm not the person they remember.
[Kind of like with Red, she thinks. She loves the teen version and the awesome adult she became. She hopes that if it comes to that, people will still feel the same way about her too.]
no subject
Had.
That first time he'd recoiled from her touch felt like being plunged in ice water, and it only got marginally better. Better enough, but not the same. And then she was back here, and her Doctor was gone all over again. Kamala's right though, everyone changes, and Clara nods at her wisdom, even with her vision blurry, biting on the inside of her cheek to keep her tears at bay. When she can finally speak, she even manages to give a thin smile. ]
I always have thought kids are smarter than adults most of the time. I'm glad you won't give up on him, Kamala. I won't either.