[ somebody's enjoying the turn of phrase a lot more than he's taking any time to be overly put off by the second hand lunch cast onto his plate with all the finesse of a preteen taking offence to broccoli. in fact, beyond that excited little mutter to himself, the Doctor lets the whole thing go without any real comment, leaving Roman to dish out the chips and asking for a portion of his own to go along with his... thing before he actually engages his kindly benefactor in any sort of conversation.
any sort of conversation in this case being the impromptu insinuation of one (1) odd, bow-tied individual into what otherwise might have been a peaceful mealtime spent taking in the sights. here he is, sitting across with a slap of plate to table, looking for all the world like the human being sitting opposite him is the most fascinating thing about the current contents of this entirely fantastical space station mess hall. ]
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[ somebody's enjoying the turn of phrase a lot more than he's taking any time to be overly put off by the second hand lunch cast onto his plate with all the finesse of a preteen taking offence to broccoli. in fact, beyond that excited little mutter to himself, the Doctor lets the whole thing go without any real comment, leaving Roman to dish out the chips and asking for a portion of his own to go along with his... thing before he actually engages his kindly benefactor in any sort of conversation.
any sort of conversation in this case being the impromptu insinuation of one (1) odd, bow-tied individual into what otherwise might have been a peaceful mealtime spent taking in the sights. here he is, sitting across with a slap of plate to table, looking for all the world like the human being sitting opposite him is the most fascinating thing about the current contents of this entirely fantastical space station mess hall. ]
Earth. London, yes? 21st century. Early, I'd say, unless that's pristine vintage.
[ waves vaguely at the tracksuit with his space fork. ]