I love how Two hides behind Three….
Yeah. They’re all adorable.
One manages to hold on to his dignity the most (big surprise there, right?)
Five is like the kid who is thrown a sudden question by the father of the girl he is picking up for the prom.
Three, possibly well-vaccinated against unwanted questions from his days with UNIT, is acting like an ambassador presented with a gift the wife wouldn’t at all like—such as the Sultan of Morabeshika Nebulae’s fine collection of stuffed heads.
And Two is being Two. Best of all is how Three and Two briefly clutch at each other in the shared horror of immortality…