The Age Of Steel (Pain)
My Doctor has seen so much pain. He has watched hundreds of species gone extinct, his own species even, mine too. He's lost everyone he's ever loved. I'm all he has left, not counting Rose. (But, honestly, who would?) Sometimes I fear one more loss would break him. And, offered the option of a life without pain, he refused. He chose pain over peace. He chose me over security, immortality. Finally, for the first time since he met Rose, he chose me. Because our pain defines us. To take away our pain… We would not be us anymore. We'd be robots. Clones.
