You’re a Time Lord, Doctor! A TIME Lord, know when your minutes are up!!!
It’s my headcanon that he could tell exactly how long he had, which is why he drew out the conversation. He didn’t want to say it, but he still wanted her to know he thought it.
*I realize more each day that there’s not a companion I actually HATE.*
Cassandra (in the Doctor’s body): Well… this is… different… Rose Tyler: Cassandra? Cassandra (in the Doctor’s body): Goodness me, I’m a man. Yum. So many parts. And hardly used. Oh, Oh! Two hearts! Oh baby, I’m beating out a samba! Rose Tyler: Get out of him! Cassandra (in the Doctor’s body): Hmm… Slim… and a little bit foxy. You thought so too. I’ve been inside your head. You’ve been looking. You like it.
My interests include Doctor Who, Metal Gear Solid, Harry Potter, Alex Kingston's hair, and Robert Downey Jr. touching other men. I run an awesome convention in St. Louis called Kawa Kon, and somehow I find time to make costumes.