Legit Lies
Prompt: "Legit Lies"
From: KI (guest)
Words: 238
I am so sorry about not updating last week! My computer broke, and it took a week to fix. This is last week's chapter. I'll update with today's chapter sometime in the next two days. In the meantime, a belated "L" drabble.
Rule 1: the Doctor lies.
Donna wasn't sure who had first told her that. Maybe it had been the Doctor himself, or one of his old Companions.
But one thing she was sure of was that the very statement was a lie. Oh, she saw the irony of it. And it's truth.
Because when she really thought about it, he had never outright lied to her. He had definitely cut the truth's corners, had skipped some pages in answering, had lost meaning in translation.
The Doctor was old. Very old. The kind of old that came with history. The kind of history that came with a past. The kind of past that came with pain. The kind of pain that never went away.
And if she thought about it, inquiries about his well-being always came in the middle of life or death situations. Situations in which his mental state did not matter, in which he was so focused, he really was alright, elated and helping people. Questions about his home were treated the same way, with a somber aloofness. But the main tactic of answering was avoidance, a sort of vague half-description.
Her questions about milk and eaten cookies were discarded with a casual "Is anything else missing?" and inquiries about Finn's whereabouts when he was up to no good were sent away with stories about past adventures.
So, yes, the Doctor did lie.
Even when he lied.