The Doctor had heard the commotion, but, being rather deeply involved in a conversation with Mictain and then deeply involved in looking at the food, he hadn't paid it much attention.
It was only after most of it was over did he turn his head from his plate of chicken and peas (unfortunately, there were no jelly babies) and catch sight of Pepper, lying on the ground, a new blond man he recognized as Adam from Uriel's picture, and War turning away.
And then he felt something surprising. Sympathy. Sympathy for her, the fierce red-head, as she scanned the crowd. Sympathy for her as she tried to look as tough and warrior-like as ever. Sympathy as he saw vulnerability in her.
He struggled with himself for a moment, then decided what the heck; he'd just become official allies with a demon. He might as well go whole-hog by attempting to befriend the woman who had shot at him only yesterday.
He walked over to her, hands in his pockets. "Sword-fighting?" he asked. He smiled a little. "Mind if I join? I could use some practice."
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It was only after most of it was over did he turn his head from his plate of chicken and peas (unfortunately, there were no jelly babies) and catch sight of Pepper, lying on the ground, a new blond man he recognized as Adam from Uriel's picture, and War turning away.
And then he felt something surprising. Sympathy. Sympathy for her, the fierce red-head, as she scanned the crowd. Sympathy for her as she tried to look as tough and warrior-like as ever. Sympathy as he saw vulnerability in her.
He struggled with himself for a moment, then decided what the heck; he'd just become official allies with a demon. He might as well go whole-hog by attempting to befriend the woman who had shot at him only yesterday.
He walked over to her, hands in his pockets. "Sword-fighting?" he asked. He smiled a little. "Mind if I join? I could use some practice."