[ Obviously the Doctor's words are meant for the people huddled together in the building.
Certainly they were not meant for Lockwood.
While it had been touching, watching the two youngsters dash into the arms of their frantic parents, it had also prodded hard at the open, emotional wounds that Lockwood carried. Punching and already livid bruise, resulting in Lockwood striding purposefully for the door.
Because when emotions threatened to become overwhelming, there was nothing quite like loosing himself in physical struggles against impossible odds. He is out the door before the Doctor can (assuming the Doctor would) protest, hands set on lean hips as he waited for the Time Lord to secure the door. ]
There's no way they're the only ones who have gotten separated in this chaos. We should head back towards the water, be on the lookout for others.
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Certainly they were not meant for Lockwood.
While it had been touching, watching the two youngsters dash into the arms of their frantic parents, it had also prodded hard at the open, emotional wounds that Lockwood carried. Punching and already livid bruise, resulting in Lockwood striding purposefully for the door.
Because when emotions threatened to become overwhelming, there was nothing quite like loosing himself in physical struggles against impossible odds. He is out the door before the Doctor can (assuming the Doctor would) protest, hands set on lean hips as he waited for the Time Lord to secure the door. ]
There's no way they're the only ones who have gotten separated in this chaos. We should head back towards the water, be on the lookout for others.
Should we split up? Cover more ground?