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I was listening to October/November's 8th Doctor Adventures, Deimos/Resurrection of Mars, earlier tonight... it's a fantastic deconstruction of the Doctor's morality, but the part that grabbed me is when Eight discusses Seven. Paraphrasing: "That's how evil gets started, when you sacrifice forty lives to save forty thousand. Doing the maths, that's what it ends up being about. Eventually I was travelling alone, because I didn't trust myself with anyone's life. [...] And now I make sure I always have someone with me, to remind myself that every life is precious."
He's talking about Seven, but it reminded me even more strongly of Eleven and this Christmas episode. That's exactly where Ten got to, isn't it? Travelling alone because his companions always got hurt. And Seven and Eleven do share that very forced quirkiness. Maybe this time, he didn't bounce back into a friendly Eight; maybe this time, he carried on his downward spiral.