[ The sadness she'd seen in his eyes before hasn't really gone anywhere, technically, but he hides it better now. Or, he tries to. The happy facade, always hiding quiet tremors that part the soul.

Her ease with touching and guiding him speaks of a familiarity she seems unwilling to further discern, and still unable to recall. Is there nothing? Not a single faint recollection at all? The flicker of sadness alights in his hearts again, even as the smile remains perfectly polished while she rinses his hands clean. ]

I'm not that sort. Well, technically, I suppose. In a pinch. Though my expertise is more scientifically oriented. And engineering oriented. Though, I would never limit myself and I haven't. I'm the Doctor of nearly everything! It's grand, isn't it, life? Always something new to learn. People to meet.

Though— [ He locks onto her eyes for a moment now. ] Every once in a while, I meet someone I'm quite sure I've known before. Another life, perhaps.