Judging a book by its cover, I do so dislike that. Well, they made a very big mistake ever underestimating you. Look how much we’ve managed to collect! [ He gestures with his hand out in the air near her, grinning. It’ll click for him that she still has his coat. Any minute now, surely. ]
Oh, he passed the audit with flying colors! Harold – that was his name – good fellow. Don’t think he deserves that place. I mean, they don’t deserve him. He deserves better. Told him he should think of going somewhere else. He said he’s wanted to for a long time, I think he just needed some encouragement. [ Yes, he did in fact, have a long and in depth conversation. To the Doctor, sometimes, things like this are more simple, and black and white than they can actually be in reality. Harold deserves better so he should, naturally, just go out and get something better. He’s not oblivious to the reality of their surroundings here, and it would be particularly challenging in Minaras, but life should be lived, not just survived. ]
I did mention he should ring his superior to tell him he’d passed the night audit. Would have clued the baron in on something amiss and then Harold looks the hero.
[ If he did actually do that, they’ll be far enough away shortly for it not to matter. And his face was the only one actually seen. Red should be safe from any potential retribution if it comes.
His glasses slip from his top pocket suddenly, and he catches them, moving to stuff them into his coat pocket, only to at last realize that he doesn’t have his coat. ]
Oh! Yes. Forgot. Sorry, sorry. You should yell at me next time. Yell anything really. Silly Old Doctor, Oi! You!, Bowtie, Pickled Peppers, something of the sort.
[ That said, he reaches out to take the coat now. ]
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Oh, he passed the audit with flying colors! Harold – that was his name – good fellow. Don’t think he deserves that place. I mean, they don’t deserve him. He deserves better. Told him he should think of going somewhere else. He said he’s wanted to for a long time, I think he just needed some encouragement. [ Yes, he did in fact, have a long and in depth conversation. To the Doctor, sometimes, things like this are more simple, and black and white than they can actually be in reality. Harold deserves better so he should, naturally, just go out and get something better. He’s not oblivious to the reality of their surroundings here, and it would be particularly challenging in Minaras, but life should be lived, not just survived. ]
I did mention he should ring his superior to tell him he’d passed the night audit. Would have clued the baron in on something amiss and then Harold looks the hero.
[ If he did actually do that, they’ll be far enough away shortly for it not to matter. And his face was the only one actually seen. Red should be safe from any potential retribution if it comes.
His glasses slip from his top pocket suddenly, and he catches them, moving to stuff them into his coat pocket, only to at last realize that he doesn’t have his coat. ]
Oh! Yes. Forgot. Sorry, sorry. You should yell at me next time. Yell anything really. Silly Old Doctor, Oi! You!, Bowtie, Pickled Peppers, something of the sort.
[ That said, he reaches out to take the coat now. ]