“Why are humans so stupid? And why do I have to get so attached to them? And why do boys have to go and break not one of my hearts but two?”

Koschei registers his daughter’s inconsolable sorrows instantly.  His teeth tap together like an infuriated little mongoose’s.  He snatches up his laser screwdriver from the TARDIS console, and draws Ophelia against him, kissing her hair, and  rubbing her back.

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      “That’s alright, Button.”

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     “MURDER solves a great many of life’s heartsaches.”