[ It's not really the sort of maneuver that the Doctor undertakes often, but he's briefly relieved that he's been able to at least knock the corpse over and out of the way. There's a brief struggle on the ground, though thankfully the creature seems dazed enough that the Doctor can start to stumble to his feet, with Caitlyn's help —
Or not, in fact. Well, it's an admirable effort, and he does grasp her hand, but the momentum to lift himself is purely his own as he feels very little strength in Caitlyn's grip. Even without the moonlight, he wouldn't miss the sight of the black stuff perilously close to her mouth. She's ingested some of it. His hearts do a worried little skip, and now once he's on his feet, he quickly wraps an arm around her, both to steady her and in an attempt to pull her away from the corpse that isn't likely to be stationary for long. ]
Don't touch any more of it.
[ Multi-tasking, he reaches for a handkerchief in his pocket, intending to wipe it across her face and clean as much off as he can, while simultaneously leading her away if she'll allow him.
His mind, of course, is running away with thoughts; worries about the horde of corpses still coming, the innocent people here and their distant screaming in terror, and now Caitlyn who's been infested with who knows what. Nothing good. ]
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Or not, in fact. Well, it's an admirable effort, and he does grasp her hand, but the momentum to lift himself is purely his own as he feels very little strength in Caitlyn's grip. Even without the moonlight, he wouldn't miss the sight of the black stuff perilously close to her mouth. She's ingested some of it. His hearts do a worried little skip, and now once he's on his feet, he quickly wraps an arm around her, both to steady her and in an attempt to pull her away from the corpse that isn't likely to be stationary for long. ]
Don't touch any more of it.
[ Multi-tasking, he reaches for a handkerchief in his pocket, intending to wipe it across her face and clean as much off as he can, while simultaneously leading her away if she'll allow him.
His mind, of course, is running away with thoughts; worries about the horde of corpses still coming, the innocent people here and their distant screaming in terror, and now Caitlyn who's been infested with who knows what. Nothing good. ]
Trust me. You're going to be alright, I promise.