I suspect that we are, yes. A good blinding might do the trick. How does it work anyway, the light, eh? It's nothing like I'd ever seen, not from human hands anyway.

[ The Doctor stoops across from Alina, reaching out to fold his hands gently over hers, concealing the glow beneath his own fingers like he might be able to understand her power through touch, and perhaps partially to let her know that whatever might be out there and whatever might happen, she wasn't alone. With whatever solid presence he could provide, he was there too.

He stares into the glow of her fingers and it's with admiration. The only time he'd ever glowed like that ... well, it isn't something he'd willfully do, not without knowledge that doing so meant giving up some of his own life-force; his regenerative power.

He isn't sure if Alina's power means she, too, can heal ... but it's fascinating. Brilliant (no pun intended). And no, he wouldn't presume to think that their future would stop at threats like Cheri and the Lionetta; whatever else exists in this new universe he hasn't yet explored, he doesn't doubt that there are greater dangers.

Why else would the Ximilia gather the individuals that it has to get the job done? Somehow, it doesn't feel like a coincidence. ​]