[ The Doctor is instantly delighted, of course. A response of any kind (good or bad, he's not choosy) would uplift him, but that the one speaking to him now actually queries him about his favorite stars, well, it tells the Doctor he's met someone of a like mind, at least as it pertains to looking up and studying more about what's out there. This, naturally, means that he'll be latched on to the other.
His wide and bright grin no doubt tells a story before the Doctor even speaks again. Rubbing his hands together just a little, he takes the opportunity to sit on the bench as well, though does keep at least a semi-respectable distance between them. ]
Astronomer of a sort, yes, though I'd hardly limit myself to only that. My home is the stars, you might say, so — choosing a favorite, oh, I couldn't. Impossible. There's so many, how to begin!
[ And he is...already up and off the bench again. That lasted two seconds; two seconds of stillness before he has to move again, still smiling as he looks up. ]
There's a star in the Scutum-Centaurus spiral arm of the Milky Way Galaxy, oh about... [ He spreads his hands out as far as they'll go, puffing a breath out of the corner of his mouth. ] 22.8ish light-years from the Sun. If you're familiar with Earth, that is. It spins once every 0.9 seconds, normal, regular, but what's far more unique about it is it turns off for a time. Just...disappears entirely, blinks out for hundreds of days at a time. It comes back, of course, on and off like that. A story all its own, that one.
There's another star — loved this one — eaten by a black hole hundreds of years ago. I watched it go...
[ Whoops. He could keep going. ]
We'll bookmark the rest of that conversation, won't forget. Back to you, though! You've been researching the ones here, you said.
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His wide and bright grin no doubt tells a story before the Doctor even speaks again. Rubbing his hands together just a little, he takes the opportunity to sit on the bench as well, though does keep at least a semi-respectable distance between them. ]
Astronomer of a sort, yes, though I'd hardly limit myself to only that. My home is the stars, you might say, so — choosing a favorite, oh, I couldn't. Impossible. There's so many, how to begin!
[ And he is...already up and off the bench again. That lasted two seconds; two seconds of stillness before he has to move again, still smiling as he looks up. ]
There's a star in the Scutum-Centaurus spiral arm of the Milky Way Galaxy, oh about... [ He spreads his hands out as far as they'll go, puffing a breath out of the corner of his mouth. ] 22.8ish light-years from the Sun. If you're familiar with Earth, that is. It spins once every 0.9 seconds, normal, regular, but what's far more unique about it is it turns off for a time. Just...disappears entirely, blinks out for hundreds of days at a time. It comes back, of course, on and off like that. A story all its own, that one.
There's another star — loved this one — eaten by a black hole hundreds of years ago. I watched it go...
[ Whoops. He could keep going. ]
We'll bookmark the rest of that conversation, won't forget. Back to you, though! You've been researching the ones here, you said.