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*Laughing hysterically about nothing in particular*

You think it is, at least.

Less deaths tend t'be.

For you, anyway.

For the people not dyin' too, generally.

Point.

*Small grin* Course I have a point.

You would think that, wouldn't you?

. . . kidding, kidding.

*:P, so there*

*She'll just...laugh*

*He really is a child inside, isn't he? A horribly insane child, maybe, but a child.*

*That's probably why she likes him. She has a history of similar.*

*As does the Doctor! Blimey, that a lot of adult children . . .*

*So it is. It's probably best that there's such a big universe for all of them.*

*Probably. Shame the Master like to break everyone's toys . . .*

. . . so, where were we?

*Now if he could just cut that out...*

Somethin' about you enjoyin' yourself without killin' people.

Oh, right.

Shame, I could stand to kill someone. No? Torture, then?