Apparently I had fallen asleep at some point as when I opened my eyes, the TARDIS seemed a bit brighter. My headache was still there but it wasn't nearly as bad as before; I could easily ignore it. I tried to focus myself like I did in the room. I wanted to be able to block my thoughts from him as he was starting to get suspicious of something. However, every time I tried, I got distracted by something. The room being made how it was made a lot more sense now. Every time I started to relax, I heard and saw and even smelled so much. The TARDIS hummed her own song. I could feel her twitching beneath my feet. I could smell the books in my room. I could see the specks of dust in the air. It was a bit nerve wracking realizing how much more developed Time Lord Senses were in comparison to humans.

Not really knowing what to do, I walked out and followed the orange lights. And once again, they lead directly to the Doctor. He was in the console room fiddling with some wires down below.

"Headache gone?" He asked.

"Yeah." He gave me a glance that made me think he didn't quite believe me.

"Really?" He gave me a raised eyebrow.

"Yes." I lied to his face.

"You sure?" He prodded.

"Positive." Like I was going to admit anything to him. I'd dealt with headaches before and I'm a firm believer in not using medicine unless it's truly needed. I could deal with this minor annoyance. And I don't need help.

"Because your squinting a bit, have a pained expression, and as good as you might be at ignoring it, you still acknowledge it." He countered.

I gave him a small glare and crossed my arms. "It's fine."

He sighed and looked up. "Maura, it okay to ask for help or to admit you're not okay."

I stayed silent and looked anywhere but at him.

"It doesn't make you weak or lesser of a person." He continued.

I tried to not give away how close to home he was hitting. Stupid Time Lords and their stupid need to deduce. "Why do you care?" I could feel thoughts from my closet starting to appear that I didn't even know I had.

"Because I care and worry about you." He answered.

"Why?" I truly wanted to know. I wanted to see if he would tell me the truth, or at least what I see as the truth. Not once has he mentioned how he is the last or that he probably only cares because I can continue the species or that as long as I exist, he is no longer alone. He knows what it is like to be alone, he isn't going to want to go back ever.

"The same reason I care about any child under my protection." He replied softly.

"So, basically the bond makes you care." It just came tumbling out. I couldn't stop it.

He looked shocked at that. "The bond is just a tool! It helps out parents in keeping an eye on their children in a society where they can be taken advantage of more so than in a human environment. An unprotected mind is susceptible to being controlled to do anything, say anything, or be anything. The bond allows for parents to know when something is wrong while the kids learn how to protect their minds so that if such a thing ever happened, they could pick up on it. It has no bearing on the true emotions of the parent. If they already care for the child then it enhances it and if they don't care, it can help to dim emotions so the parent is more willing to help in great times of need. As I truly care about you, the bond just helps to enhance it. And how could I not? You're kind and funny and intelligent and beautiful and a wonderful, important person. The bond doesn't change that."

I looked down the whole time and blushed when he complimented me. But it still didn't go past me that there was no mention of the Time War. And I imagined that there would be no mention of it for a long, long time, at least in front of me.

I stood there in silence, unsure of how to follow that when I was saved by Rose. She walked in and looked like she had just woken up.

"Morning." She greeted.

"Morning." I mumbled back while the Doctor managed a more enthusiastic version.

"We headed out soon?" She asked?

"After breakfast." It seemed as if the Doctor had dropped the subject for now.

"Wonderful." At least someone is enthusiastic.

As much as I like wolves, I'm not fond of being chased by one.