Date: 2008-02-03 05:52 am (UTC)
She felt the contact and with it, her breath returned. She clasped Starbuck's hand between hers and lowered her head, touching her forehead to their joined hands.

She'd been trying so hard, so very hard to keep it together, not just in the wake of The Incident but for weeks now, trying not to break in front of the Time Lords or in front of anyone else. The alcohol was part of it, but it was also the fact of having female company, someone she liked and who didn't judge—

Hell. She was starting to cry.
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