The doors are indeed open, and now he can not only feel his TARDIS, but also see her. See inside her, actually, because she has opened her doors as well and has closed in on this TARDIS, so all he has to do to cross over is step over the narrow strip of black space from this TARDIS' threshold into his own.
This is much better. Being in the console room and having it actually feel like the console room - it really is like coming home.
He steps up to the console, putting his hands on the smooth metal braces, and smiles as the TARDIS bristles, telling him to stop being a sap, and what's up with the outfit?
Yeah, good to see you, too.
She seems unchanged, and the multiverse seems to be agreeing with her as well, at least in regards to energy. He can tell she's not happy with the way this place breaks the laws of time and space, but she might just have to get used to it.
"Come on in." He waves an invitation at his other.
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This is much better. Being in the console room and having it actually feel like the console room - it really is like coming home.
He steps up to the console, putting his hands on the smooth metal braces, and smiles as the TARDIS bristles, telling him to stop being a sap, and what's up with the outfit?
Yeah, good to see you, too.
She seems unchanged, and the multiverse seems to be agreeing with her as well, at least in regards to energy. He can tell she's not happy with the way this place breaks the laws of time and space, but she might just have to get used to it.
"Come on in." He waves an invitation at his other.