The Doctor staggers under the cases, but in the end he manages to manoeuvre through the TARDIS doors.
He sighs with relief as he lowers the bags.
Now what to be doing when Donna comes back?
He eyes the console, but the last thing he wants is for Donna to think he’s so busy with his ship that he’s got no time for her.
In the end, he artfully props himself against the console, ankles crossed and arms folded across his chest.
Casual, but still in control.
And barely able to suppress the thrill of having her with him again.
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