Work Header

Fifth Doctor Drabbles

Chapter Text

“Are you alright, Kamelion?” The Doctor dropped back to walk beside the android. “Feeling more yourself now?”

“Yes Doctor, although I’m afraid I can’t account for my previous behavior.”

“Eira’s grief overwhelmed your psychic sensors, forcing a bond - an all-encompassing empathy - between you. You wanted to lessen her grief-”

“I almost killed her daughter.”

“Yes,” the Doctor admitted, “but you didn’t do it. Besides, if it makes you feel any better, strong emotions are difficult to process even for people with far more experience with them than you have.”

Kamelion paused, considering this. “That does not make me feel better.”