"Yes, well, time lines and all that." He shrugs, "Can't risk messing up my own time line more than I do already on my own."
Eleven smiles at River, giving her hand a squeeze. It was simultaneously comforting and unnerving to show any sort of affection towards her in front of Amy and Rory. But he'd had enough of secrets. Well... except for the Big One that was never going to pass his lips around any of his family. His family. He has a family, now. A proper family. He hasn't had one of these in centuries. With that thought he turns to Rory with a smile, letting go of River's hand to walk closer to him.
"When we got married it was, to say the least, in a bit of a rush. Universe collapsing around our ears and all that." He waves it off like it wasn't a big deal. "We'd like to do it properly. Well, River'd like to do it, properly. I'd be just as content just throwing a party but, well." He shrugs and chuckles. He's never tried this male bonding over complaining about their women thing. He wasn't entirely sure if he was doing it right... or if River was just going to shoot him... but it was worth a shot, right? "In any case. I thought it only proper to ask your permission first. Father of the bride and all that. So. Rory, my boy, may I marry River? ... again?" He smiled expectantly at him.
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Eleven smiles at River, giving her hand a squeeze. It was simultaneously comforting and unnerving to show any sort of affection towards her in front of Amy and Rory. But he'd had enough of secrets. Well... except for the Big One that was never going to pass his lips around any of his family. His family. He has a family, now. A proper family. He hasn't had one of these in centuries. With that thought he turns to Rory with a smile, letting go of River's hand to walk closer to him.
"When we got married it was, to say the least, in a bit of a rush. Universe collapsing around our ears and all that." He waves it off like it wasn't a big deal. "We'd like to do it properly. Well, River'd like to do it, properly. I'd be just as content just throwing a party but, well." He shrugs and chuckles. He's never tried this male bonding over complaining about their women thing. He wasn't entirely sure if he was doing it right... or if River was just going to shoot him... but it was worth a shot, right? "In any case. I thought it only proper to ask your permission first. Father of the bride and all that. So. Rory, my boy, may I marry River? ... again?" He smiled expectantly at him.