[ Brother. Doctor. Doctors who might take her away, who did something to her. Many somethings. Many awful somethings, he presumes. Doctor, though, of course. He scrunches up his nose a bit, scratching at his head now. ]
Oh, I'm slow! So slow sometimes. Notorious for it. Dreadful! I should have explained — I don't lead with it, even now. I go roundabout, every which way, need to begin at the beginning. Doctor — capital D — the name I chose a very long time ago. The Doctor but not a, not like your brother. Not like those others. I can mend a cut, fix a wonky shoulder in a pinch, but I'm not a physician. [ He may have a loose degree in there somewhere. He's studied medicine intermittently over the years, but that's hardly the point now. ]
More like...everything else. Engineering, physics, time and space travel, philosophy, history, pottery, glitter-based paintings, and cheese-making.
[ He smiles briefly, winding himself down and trying to forcibly wrench himself back to the point. ]
Sorry! Carry on. So we're both star travellers, a bit, eh? Londinium — different universes, corner pockets, tucked away. Museums! Oh, I love those. They have many in the Free Cities, in fact. Your brother — he didn't come through with you here, or did he?
[ Silly question, Doctor. Where else would he be now but here with her if that were true? The Doctor knows where he'd be if his own sister were stood here, or any of his family. ]
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Oh, I'm slow! So slow sometimes. Notorious for it. Dreadful! I should have explained — I don't lead with it, even now. I go roundabout, every which way, need to begin at the beginning. Doctor — capital D — the name I chose a very long time ago. The Doctor but not a, not like your brother. Not like those others. I can mend a cut, fix a wonky shoulder in a pinch, but I'm not a physician. [ He may have a loose degree in there somewhere. He's studied medicine intermittently over the years, but that's hardly the point now. ]
More like...everything else. Engineering, physics, time and space travel, philosophy, history, pottery, glitter-based paintings, and cheese-making.
[ He smiles briefly, winding himself down and trying to forcibly wrench himself back to the point. ]
Sorry! Carry on. So we're both star travellers, a bit, eh? Londinium — different universes, corner pockets, tucked away. Museums! Oh, I love those. They have many in the Free Cities, in fact. Your brother — he didn't come through with you here, or did he?
[ Silly question, Doctor. Where else would he be now but here with her if that were true? The Doctor knows where he'd be if his own sister were stood here, or any of his family. ]