[ Although it's been a matter of weeks since Vanessa's seen Red, the memory of missing her and the others spanned far less time by logistics' sake, and that disconnect is something she's still having to work through in her mind by the time they're forced onto the airship. When thinking back on her time in London now, it's as if her heartbreak retroactively bleeds into the wrong memories.
Now when thinking on it, it's clear that she's been missing them for weeks, but something had kept her from consciously knowing why. The losses of Sembene, Sir Malcolm, and Ethan were easy enough marks for her melancholy in that abandoned house, after all. Why look further? It's an insult to her core to have her memories so tampered with, especially when she already has a long history of inconvenient memory blocks.
With barely enough time to recuperate from both loss and recovery, Vanessa is too flustered to do much beyond follow the Doctor to the airship and let him hold her steady while she marvels mutely at the sight of Serthica growing smaller and smaller. It's something that could have made her grin in wonder, had she not ever returned to London.
It's while they're on the ship that Vanessa can tell that Red is near. Where exactly, she doesn't know, but Vanessa knows the feel of her vibrations better than almost anyone else in their company, aside from the Doctor. Yet she doesn't seek Red out, too afraid for the sight she makes, having rushed to tie her hair back and wearing the barest dress underneath her overcoat. She isn't vain, but she doesn't want the girl to worry more than she likely already has.
The flight is long, but it's early on when Vanessa tries to find a moment alone, and she finds it in a rather noisy party of the airship that others seem to avoid. She assumes it's near the engine. There, she'll sit on the floor and attempt to type out something resembling a letter to Red. Of course, she takes far too long deleting and re-writing, as nothing really sounds right.
She can't summon the encouragement that she'd had before leaving. ]
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Now when thinking on it, it's clear that she's been missing them for weeks, but something had kept her from consciously knowing why. The losses of Sembene, Sir Malcolm, and Ethan were easy enough marks for her melancholy in that abandoned house, after all. Why look further? It's an insult to her core to have her memories so tampered with, especially when she already has a long history of inconvenient memory blocks.
With barely enough time to recuperate from both loss and recovery, Vanessa is too flustered to do much beyond follow the Doctor to the airship and let him hold her steady while she marvels mutely at the sight of Serthica growing smaller and smaller. It's something that could have made her grin in wonder, had she not ever returned to London.
It's while they're on the ship that Vanessa can tell that Red is near. Where exactly, she doesn't know, but Vanessa knows the feel of her vibrations better than almost anyone else in their company, aside from the Doctor. Yet she doesn't seek Red out, too afraid for the sight she makes, having rushed to tie her hair back and wearing the barest dress underneath her overcoat. She isn't vain, but she doesn't want the girl to worry more than she likely already has.
The flight is long, but it's early on when Vanessa tries to find a moment alone, and she finds it in a rather noisy party of the airship that others seem to avoid. She assumes it's near the engine. There, she'll sit on the floor and attempt to type out something resembling a letter to Red. Of course, she takes far too long deleting and re-writing, as nothing really sounds right.
She can't summon the encouragement that she'd had before leaving. ]