I can help with the doctor-ing, if needs must, but yes, I'm just the Doctor. The name I chose, more specifically.
[ The name he chose long ago when he first set out in the universe, in the hopes of being someone others might feel safe and comfortable turning to in a time of need. He's more of an engineer and a scientist, though he can help in a pinch with injuries, illness, and the like. He's never very good at explaining it, though. And she wouldn't be the first to think his explanation strange or more confusing.
As much as he talks, he's just as content actually doing things, and since he offered to help, he wastes no more time delaying. Sleeves rolled up, he begins to get to work, dipping his paintbrush in a dark blue to start and applying a bottom layer. While the sort of painting he normally does is entirely different from painting wooden houses, he has some measure of skill with a brush and it isn't just talk. He's also good at multitasking — busy as his mind often is — so he listens with rapt attention as she talks, also fascinated by her magic. ]
Oh, please, by all means, do what you must! I've been here...oh, near about a month, give or take. From the sound of it — with nasty things coming through those rifts — I was a bit too late, though I'm glad to see you safe.
[ He dips his paintbrush in black now, then adds — ]
Ish. Were you hurt? By that...dreadful hippo creature?
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[ The name he chose long ago when he first set out in the universe, in the hopes of being someone others might feel safe and comfortable turning to in a time of need. He's more of an engineer and a scientist, though he can help in a pinch with injuries, illness, and the like. He's never very good at explaining it, though. And she wouldn't be the first to think his explanation strange or more confusing.
As much as he talks, he's just as content actually doing things, and since he offered to help, he wastes no more time delaying. Sleeves rolled up, he begins to get to work, dipping his paintbrush in a dark blue to start and applying a bottom layer. While the sort of painting he normally does is entirely different from painting wooden houses, he has some measure of skill with a brush and it isn't just talk. He's also good at multitasking — busy as his mind often is — so he listens with rapt attention as she talks, also fascinated by her magic. ]
Oh, please, by all means, do what you must! I've been here...oh, near about a month, give or take. From the sound of it — with nasty things coming through those rifts — I was a bit too late, though I'm glad to see you safe.
[ He dips his paintbrush in black now, then adds — ]
Ish. Were you hurt? By that...dreadful hippo creature?