Standing over the TARDIS console, leaning into fists that were placed on the control panel, the Doctor was staring, his brow furrowed in angst, his eyes not seeing things, but seeing through them. He was lonely. Not just alone, but lonely. He had just lost his recent companions to the Weeping Angels; his eyes weren't sparkling with excitement anymore, they were dull, full of loss and sorrow. He could feel himself turning into the one person he didn't want to be. He needed to find a friend to help snap him out of this darkness.
Moving as little as possible, he shifted his palms and pushed, pulled and prodded various levers. The TARDIS made a whirring noise and started to twist and fly violently across space and time, gripping tightly to the railings the Doctor groaned out loud 'River! Why haven't you shown me how to take off the hand break yet?!' Then paused and silenced himself when he remembered she wasn't there, no one was.
Dany pressed her heels into her Silver to urge her to move faster. She had to get as far away as possible from the terrible scene she had left behind. Her breath was coming in gasps as she tried to hold back her tears. Thick and tall grass of the Dothraki sea was all around her, whipping at her horse, at her face, shielding her from the sweltering heat of the sun. After riding for what seemed like hours but must have only been 30 minutes, Dany yanked on the reigns and her Silver came to a halt. She closed her eyes and tried to forget about everything, she was only a young girl, she did not deserve this.
She threw herself forwards, her arms wrapping around her Silver's neck. Tears started falling through her eyelashes onto her cheeks; slow at first and then coming through stronger; her sobs getting louder. The wind whipped fine strands of hair from her intricate plaits and helped to cool her tear stained face which was surprisingly soothing. She clung to her horse, the only creature who would love her now. She could not go back to Drogo's Khalasaar, not after this. She saved the magi, she asked her to save him but now, now she had nothing. No husband, no child, no Khalasaar. Ser Jorah was there, but he was just a knight. He could not get back the things she loved most, the only things she wanted most. Dany needed a friend.