Victoria

As he had said to Jamie, he had been fond of Victoria as well. Ultimately though, it had been her choice to leave, and she had taken it.

She had wanted to keep travelling, but just couldn't take the bad with the good any longer. She had reached her point of breaking during their little adventure with the seaweed.

He had known she would leave after that adventure. Even after she had been the one to save everyone on board the control deck and the ports. She had been dropping hints the entire time, little talks with either himself or Jamie that gave it away.

She had been the one to save the day, but was so sick of feeling afraid all the time. Tired of screaming.

He hadn't been surprised, but Jamie had. Or perhaps the boy had just not wanted to see it, since he had grown quite attached to her.

He had left Victoria in the capable hands of the Harris's. Especially Maggie, who seemed to understand that Victoria would need someone to help her have a good life in a century that was definitely not her own.

After Jamie had stalked off to his room to sulk, something which he really couldn't blame the boy for, he sighed and brought up a still of Victoria waving goodbye from that beach onto the screen.

"There we are then, Victoria. I hope you find yourself happy in time and lead a good life. You have a new family now."

He switched off the screen and went to his own room. He was more than a bit tired himself.

It seemed that every time he let one go, he felt that little bit more bad about it.

Perhaps he'd get used to it given some time.

Or, perhaps not...