"You never let me do anything without your permission!" the dark-haired teen snapped at her in a way that reminded her strangely of his father. "Just because you didn't travel with him..."
"No arguments," Liz said. "Your father was absolutely right." She addressed the Doctor more than the boy. "He's an excellent scientist, but careless - forgets his travel companions can't regenerate if they get shot."
"Now, that's not really fair..." the Doctor protested. "Wait. What? The Brigadier said that? About me? He's the one who was always pulling a gun..."
"Good day, Doctor." The door clicked shut in his face.
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