Eva would presume that a policebox that can hold an entire library, and a swimming pool, and oh yes, the ocean, can probably handle a small pond. But then again, far be it for her to dictate the mechanics of this contraption that defies physics, understanding and basic expectations.
"Oh, it's a kayak!"
Eva's love for boats extends to kayaks, too. She spent an anniversary with Peter kayaking the San Francisco Bay. It's a far-off memory, one that's too indistinct to make longing swell up in her, and instead just casts a happy glow.
She clambers into the boat - it tips and water spills into her and the Doctor's laps, but they're already wet anyway. She waves awkwardly at the people again, who're all craning their necks forward to see.
"Will the TARDIS be okay without us?" she whispers in his ear.
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Date: 2013-02-18 05:36 am (UTC)"Oh, it's a kayak!"
Eva's love for boats extends to kayaks, too. She spent an anniversary with Peter kayaking the San Francisco Bay. It's a far-off memory, one that's too indistinct to make longing swell up in her, and instead just casts a happy glow.
She clambers into the boat - it tips and water spills into her and the Doctor's laps, but they're already wet anyway. She waves awkwardly at the people again, who're all craning their necks forward to see.
"Will the TARDIS be okay without us?" she whispers in his ear.