side-eyeing sonarium, muse is less than thrilled

[impossibled]

No.

Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. No.

D'you know what happened last time you tried to put me in two games at once? Nothing good. You had to drop one, remember? What's going to be different about this time?

[And faltering. Faltering. Faltering for an uncharacteristically long amount of time.]

...You're not sending me to a dream world and I'm not going back to one. Not again. You've got no idea what you're doing, the only reason you want to send me there is because he's there, and sorry, but that's not going to make me okay with any of this.

Look, just. Don't. Please. [Uncharacteristic begging, too. Wow.]

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[ofdrumsthesound]

'He' being the Doctor, or who?

[impossibled]

Yeah. The Doctor.

[Wordy responses aren't going to be a thing at the moment.]

[ofdrumsthesound]

Good old Doctor . . . you're a companion, I take it?

[impossibled]

Sort of.

[Pause.]

Had a bit of a chance, at least.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Not long? Why not?

[impossibled]

[She glares slightly. This is so not what she wants to talk about right now.]

Problems.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Well, yes. It usually is.