Sorry, ( he says again, stilling his movements. he'd barely realised he was doing it. ) It's nothing important. Go back to sleep. ( he means that. it doesn't feel important, like something that should be important. he knows everything will be fine. it should be fine. )
The usual. ( supplies, work, if everyone's okay. there's some forced lightness in his tone; ha ha i'm being stupid, but he gives it up as a bad job. he shifts, sitting himself up a little bit and turning, so he's facing amy.
it's not quite the usual. ) Anders came back. ( the clinic leader and a friend, who trusted rory enough to ask him to be his second in command… and vanished, a couple of weeks before. rory would have mentioned him enough in passing for amy to know the name. there's a clear but in his tone. )
Yeah, and —? [ because there's clearly more coming. he sits up and after a moment, amy follows his example and makes her way into a more upright position as well, pulling the covers with her and wrapping them around herself. ]
I don't know. ( he stares down at his lap, frowning thoughtfully. ) I was taking care of things because I sort of assumed Anders would come back, or someone would say - you know, 'okay, I'll do it.' But Whale doesn't want to, and none of the others have been here all that long.
No, ( he says reluctantly - 'no, there's nothing wrong with it,' not an argument, but he's not sure he can really — well, after all, it's not his thing, is it? he's not a leader. and although he can happily go on about how nursing is superior to doctors, it's — is he really qualified? would anyone listen? is he good enough? )
[ his tendency to assume the worst makes him plenty ridiculous in amy's view. fortunately, he has a sweet and loving wife who will punch him when he's being dumb again.
you're a lucky man, rory williams. ] Seriously, though.
Right now. We have more supplies than we usually do. ( that's practically 'good,' isn't it? he sort of half shrugs, and shifts, burrowing his way farther down into the bed and onto his side, facing amy. )
Because — ( he looks at her, a little bit perplexed. obviously, he doesn't expect her to say 'no, you'd be awful,' to put him down or not be supportive in general, but… this is obvious, isn't it? ) You know. I'm rubbish at it.
Well, now you are being daft. [ because it's not obvious at all. ] You've not been rubbish at it at all since I got here. [ and she doubts he was, before. ]
( he smiles, but his attention turn inwards. it's not like it'd be so difficult — really, everyone cooperates surprisingly well — but what if things go wrong? what if he mucks it up? what if someone tells him he's just a nurse and can't do as good a job as a doctor?
his expression goes a little wry at that one. )
It just feels like there's a lot that could go badly.
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it's not quite the usual. ) Anders came back. ( the clinic leader and a friend, who trusted rory enough to ask him to be his second in command… and vanished, a couple of weeks before. rory would have mentioned him enough in passing for amy to know the name. there's a clear but in his tone. )
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[ just because in their daily lives, amy is the one to call the shots 9 times out of 10 doesn't mean she doesn't think he can do it. ]
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you're a lucky man, rory williams. ] Seriously, though.
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his expression goes a little wry at that one. )
It just feels like there's a lot that could go badly.
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