[ Good. He's seen a bit of wisdom, at the very least. Well, for the moment. He does seem the type who can't sit still for long or doesn't need to, which the Doctor can appreciate. It's a rare occasion, indeed, when this Time Lord is stationary for more than a minute or two at a time, and only under very specific circumstances these days.
Still, he's always more than willing to tell people what he thinks they should be doing—for their own good—while not actually taking his own advice.
Digging into his pockets, the Doctor pulls out a sizable handful more of the biscuits, handing them over. With his other hand, he reaches back in for the baseball, handing it over as well. ]
Signed by a bloke called George Hermann Ruth, sure you've heard of him, eh? Babe Ruth, as he's more commonly known. Met him once, lively fellow, kept a few cabbage leaves dipped in ice water under his cap to keep cool. Showed me once, quite clever! [ Even as he speaks, the Doctor's hands are fidgeting a little, perhaps strangely enthused for such a setting, though he would regard it more as attempting to keep hold of some semblance of hope amidst the chaos around them. ]
Now, important matter as we haven't been introduced: I'm the Doctor, it's very good to meet you. What was that you were doing, darting about so quickly? Magic of some sort? Don't show me again just yet, enjoy your biscuits first, take a bit of rest.
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[ Good. He's seen a bit of wisdom, at the very least. Well, for the moment. He does seem the type who can't sit still for long or doesn't need to, which the Doctor can appreciate. It's a rare occasion, indeed, when this Time Lord is stationary for more than a minute or two at a time, and only under very specific circumstances these days.
Still, he's always more than willing to tell people what he thinks they should be doing—for their own good—while not actually taking his own advice.
Digging into his pockets, the Doctor pulls out a sizable handful more of the biscuits, handing them over. With his other hand, he reaches back in for the baseball, handing it over as well. ]
Signed by a bloke called George Hermann Ruth, sure you've heard of him, eh? Babe Ruth, as he's more commonly known. Met him once, lively fellow, kept a few cabbage leaves dipped in ice water under his cap to keep cool. Showed me once, quite clever! [ Even as he speaks, the Doctor's hands are fidgeting a little, perhaps strangely enthused for such a setting, though he would regard it more as attempting to keep hold of some semblance of hope amidst the chaos around them. ]
Now, important matter as we haven't been introduced: I'm the Doctor, it's very good to meet you. What was that you were doing, darting about so quickly? Magic of some sort? Don't show me again just yet, enjoy your biscuits first, take a bit of rest.