One hand clutching her quaking stomach and the other clung to the back of the chair, trying to keep herself from becoming one with the grill floor. “You’re really from Eternia? Like from the cartoon, with the green tiger and–everything?” Rose asked Jack through the giggles again. For the fifth time.
Jack wiped his hands on a rag. “I didn’t name the colony.”
She looked up to the Doctor, who was trying to ignore her. “Where’re you from, then?” She snickered loudly, when the Doctor turned his back on her, refusing to answer. “Oh oh, I know! I know! Timelordia!”
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