Tosh has been watching her since she woke up, glad to see she's conscious and that there's not any permanent damage. Yet. As Dmitri speaks, she manages a faint, worn smile that couldn't look less sincere if she tried. "I'm alive."
Could be worse. Tosh is having a hard time thinking of times it has been worse, but it could still be... much worse. Which isn't exactly comfort, when she thinks about it.
The Doctor, unlike Tosh, is not looking at Dmitri. He's staring at some point on the ceiling on the far side of the room, eyes unfocused. He might be thinking, or he might just be trying to avoid thinking about other things. Like who's next or what April's doing now or...
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Date: 2008-10-02 05:30 pm (UTC)Could be worse. Tosh is having a hard time thinking of times it has been worse, but it could still be... much worse. Which isn't exactly comfort, when she thinks about it.
The Doctor, unlike Tosh, is not looking at Dmitri. He's staring at some point on the ceiling on the far side of the room, eyes unfocused. He might be thinking, or he might just be trying to avoid thinking about other things. Like who's next or what April's doing now or...