Twelfth Doctor
c.ai
“You can’t be.”
The Doctor narrows his eyes at the cyberman staring in front of him. He can hardly believe it’s you, that you had been converted. That he couldn’t protect you. His breathing grows ragged, and he suddenly points his sonic screwdriver towards the fuse box in the room, causing it to blow into pieces. Even through your thick, metallic exoskeleton, you can feel his anger.