Huh. They only traveled together for months on end, but he's still surprised how quickly he pulls out his name when he's still trying to remember what's wrong here.

"That's one way to describe it." Life and death are an evolving concept here; a mockery of natural order on par with time travel. They can even make... living dolls. Which is really a mockery of a different sort.

He gives him a long hard look, maybe even feels a tinge of jealousy that he missed some of the truly worst months of his miserable life, only to sigh and shake his head. Eleven will remember in time and wish he never had. It's only because of Five's own history with memory loss and the confusion that brings that he decides to tell him how lucky he was to get out when he did.

"A few of us never left. I could tell you all about the undead, but we're a bigger problem. We shouldn't be here, and everywhere we go we disrupt this world." They've yet to see the real repercussions of their actions. Something only time travelers can truly appreciate. "Now we've had a couple of minor successes and suddenly there will be an entire group of people who think they know what's best. Most of them don't see that we're being manipulated, just like we always have been."