nihilinterit | (no subject)

[He leaned his chin on one hand, lounging against the dirty wall of the alley like a king on a gilt throne.]

You'd think that, wouldn't you?

[A stroke to her cheek.]

Indeed. AS long as their themselves.

[Probably. Usually. David was used to accepting the outcasts.]

...then... why do Tegan and Ilya want t' change me?

[She and Isaac were... Wrong, in some way, surely.]

I couldn't possibly say.

[Except he would and he will.]

Some people just don't understand.

Understand?

That's it's all home already.

...th' whole world?

Everywhere our feet can reach.