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[There's video of dark walls through a train window. The Underground, moving past. Rory's voice comes from behind the camera. He sounds, perhaps, very slightly upset.]

Soooo....that's all the Underground, right? Nothing else there? Nothing else you can...see outside? Anybody who's watching?

[Camera flipped about to show Rory's face, bits of the Express visible behind him. He's clearly trying to not look upset. Look stoic. It's not entirely working.]

I guess I can just...check the Network myself, after and see if it shows up on video.

[Around, and a bit more video of out the windows. And then he shuts it off.]

[ooc: Backdated to when they were still on the train. Rory's seeing visions of apocalyptic Earth. So. Much...as...usual, really, but he's still upset. Action for anyone on the train, if you want!]

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Leadworth is so boring, it's probably the safest place on earth. [Nope. No brushing off here.]

[This warrants a slight amused smile off Rory.] Safest place? What about Prisoner Zero? Or the crack in your wall that was a crack in the fabric of time and space? Hey, and there were some pretty dangerous ducks.

Probably followed me from Scotland, those.

Oh, is that the trade-off for getting Amy Pond in Leadworth? Balancing you out?

Must be. [And she's nodding and grinning and definitely not thinking of anything that anyone might have seen while looking out of the window, nope.]

I will blame you in advance for the old people with eyeballs in them, then, if that ever ends up happening. And that one time when it was my ninth birthday and it rained so much my cake melted. [Mock-serious face, now.] You've got a lot to answer for, Amy.

Ah, but it's worth it, isn't it? [And she says it lightly, but... it is, right?]

Yeah, like I said, you're balancing it all out. [A little more seriously.] Everything.

[And that gets him a hand in his and an Amy who's suddenly a bit closer than before. She's still annoyed with you, Rory. She's just also freaked out.]

[Rory's hoping that the hand-holding is possibly the first step towards Amy being a little less cross with him about hiding this from her.]

Should we go up the train again, do you think? Try and...find a room without windows?

We can look for one, but I bet there's no room without windows. Except maybe the bathrooms. [Which might normally be a come-on, but right now it really isn't. She's still angry.]

[....it's not stated like a come-on. She must still be mad with him.] ...right. Well...what do you think we should do?

[Well observed, Rory.] Wander about, see what everyone else is up to, check the road, maybe. Make sure there's nothing on board that'll try to eat us.

[But she's not moving from where they are.]

[Not moving. Uh oh. Knowing it's inevitable but trying to put it off another moment, all the same, Rory asks] What do you want to do, then?

It's not really more dangerous, this, than travelling with the Doctor. [Which is... not really an answer, but has to be said.]

[Rory makes a sort of face. Travelling with the Doctor, right. Where they've each both died once.] Not...yet. I just--I heard things, about this place. The whole place filled with monsters. Animal monsters, ones you can't reason with. I just...couldn't...

Couldn't what. [Because really. She travels with the Doctor. Why not tell her about going here. It makes no sense and that just makes it worse. Rory is supposed to be the sensible one.]

[It's like he has to pull the words out from his head. Somehow.] I don't know. Couldn't watch you die again? I can't look at this sort of thing like it's fun, going on a creepy blood-fueled train into a set of tunnels full of vicious monsters. I do...

[Shouldn't have paused. It's an effort to start up again. At least while he's talking, he's not listening to all of Leadworth pleading with him to save them.]

I do this sort of thing, though. With you and the Doctor. So I felt...like I had to help out. It's just hard, telling you about something like this, because I know you'd want to go...but what if you die, right, and it's my fault for telling you?

[And now he's drifting into the realm of babbling. He's really not in a good place right now.]

Or....if I couldn't make myself go after all and you knew, you'd think I was useless and not... [Not as good as the Doctor.] Not good enough. [And then, becoming aware of the babbling, his mouth practically snaps shut. City, why are you?]

[It's a testament to how much she loves you, Rory, that she's not walking away or making some stupid comment to lighten the mood, that she actually... started this fight. Emotions are scary to deal with in this way. But this is something they need to discuss.

Still, doesn't mean that Amy has to be good at discussing it.]

I've seen you die more often. [Which is said very quietly, and the first thing that came to mind.]

[Rory's shaking his head, now, a little lost as to what that means, what he's supposed to say to that.] Alright, you win? [He swallows.] You're braver than I am, then, if it doesn't...you know, bother you.

[Of course it bothers her. How can he think it doesn't, how can he possibly think...

Amy's trembling, now, though she tries to hide it. She looks away. The thought of something happening to him is terrible, but it's not as bad as not knowing. Nowhere near as bad as him not telling her.

Amy's waited her whole life for the Doctor to come back after he left her. She'd trusted him, with all her heart, when he'd said five minutes and he hadn't come back. Not for the longest time.

Rory, though. Rory's always been there. The thought that he could just... go somewhere without her, without even telling her...]

At least then we'd be together. [Amy says, eyes shut tightly.]

[Rory stares at her for a while, the proper issue here finally dawning on him. Not that he's not enough like the Doctor, not for this. He can feel her trembling, she's still holding his hand, even if she's forgotten. Amy doesn't like being left alone. How did he forget that, not register that?]

I'm...we're together now.

[No, not quite. Not good enough.]

I promise, then. To tell you from now on. Okay? Either we both go, or I don't go.

[Amy nods, almost imperceptible, and gives Rory's hand a brief squeeze. And that's the end of the discussion, because baring her feelings like that is ... Amy doesn't like it, and she'd much rather do something, anything, just to get away from this discussion. The promise is good, it's what she wanted and she can sort out her feelings some other time. Possibly never.]

C'mon then. Let's have a proper look at this place.

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