— We have two lives. Real life and Doctor life. Except real life doesn't get much of a look in. - What do we do? - Choose? - Not today, though. - Nah, not today.
Every time we flew away we the Doctor we'd just become part of his life. But he never stayed still long enough to become part of ours. Except once. The year of the slow invasion. The time the Doctor came to stay.
