“I don’t need much sleep,” the Doctor shrugged. He wasn’t trying to brag (okay, just a little. His advancing age so far hadn’t meant he needed to sleep days away like humans). “But you’re right. We should get going.”
The Doctor didn’t wait around for Daniel, climbing down the tree just as easily as he’d gotten up it. It still looked somehow awkward, like he was hugging the tree backward but soon enough he was on the ground and waiting for the human to catch up. The laughing shrieks were starting to sound across the canopy – more of the wildlife getting more active, he supposed. They hadn’t been doing that yesterday, which he took as a good sign. Must’ve been spooked by their pursuers, so they were probably quite far away now. It was just a matter of getting turned around and pointed in the right (general) direction of the Stargate. He said “general” because he fully intended they stick to Plan Decagon.
“We’ll go that way,” the Doctor pointed, once he was sure Daniel could make it safely down the tree without breaking any bones he might need. Despite the hat getting in the way, Daniel seemed like he was a capable enough climber, so the Doctor had plenty of faith in him. “I think the Stargate is this way.”
He licked his finger, jabbing it in the air like he was divining for water and waving it around. Satisfied -– or at least pretending to be satisfied so Daniel wouldn’t get any ideas about panicking (or doubting this early in the morning!) –- the Doctor headed through the brush. Despite his appearance, he could be rather stealthy when he bothered to put in the effort.
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The Doctor didn’t wait around for Daniel, climbing down the tree just as easily as he’d gotten up it. It still looked somehow awkward, like he was hugging the tree backward but soon enough he was on the ground and waiting for the human to catch up. The laughing shrieks were starting to sound across the canopy – more of the wildlife getting more active, he supposed. They hadn’t been doing that yesterday, which he took as a good sign. Must’ve been spooked by their pursuers, so they were probably quite far away now. It was just a matter of getting turned around and pointed in the right (general) direction of the Stargate. He said “general” because he fully intended they stick to Plan Decagon.
“We’ll go that way,” the Doctor pointed, once he was sure Daniel could make it safely down the tree without breaking any bones he might need. Despite the hat getting in the way, Daniel seemed like he was a capable enough climber, so the Doctor had plenty of faith in him. “I think the Stargate is this way.”
He licked his finger, jabbing it in the air like he was divining for water and waving it around. Satisfied -– or at least pretending to be satisfied so Daniel wouldn’t get any ideas about panicking (or doubting this early in the morning!) –- the Doctor headed through the brush. Despite his appearance, he could be rather stealthy when he bothered to put in the effort.