"That’s not quite how the story goes. They say you can only ever see potential futures. That it’s only mainly influenced by your desires...Bit too fantasy for me though-”

“I don’t just enjoy it because I have to. I like science, because maybe someday it’ll mean I won’t have to become one of them. The Time Lords, the high Gallifreyan council. I don’t want to sit in a glass castle and send more children away from their homes... like they did with us. What if there’s a possibility, that the best version of me can leave someday? To actually put some good into the universe for a change, with the discoveries I make? And by chance, if I do... maybe I won’t be the last. What if I can break this stupid routine, that inducts so many of us? I could actually live someday... and maybe my peers could too...”

“You don’t know that! What happened to that person we saw in the bank? What happened to- to you actually caring?! Do the ends even justify the means anymore? What about your work is so beneficial to rationalize people dying for it??”