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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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[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.

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[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.]

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[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.

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[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.