"We have more than a passing acquaintance," said Death sympathetically. "It's not something you humans were really built for, but around here, it's getting downright common. You, your uncle Peter, a chap named Captain Jack Harkness--if you see a large set of shiny teeth, they're probably attached to his face--and a few others."
Death reached out and affectionately toyed with a lock of Claire's long hair. "Like I said, you humans aren't really built for the situation you find yourself in, but you're actually doing remarkably well. You're quite a young lady, Claire Bennet."
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Date: 2007-09-02 06:24 am (UTC)Death reached out and affectionately toyed with a lock of Claire's long hair. "Like I said, you humans aren't really built for the situation you find yourself in, but you're actually doing remarkably well. You're quite a young lady, Claire Bennet."