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[allpurposescarf]

[And here we have a new face. One who seems to have a fairly interesting choice in clothes, if the over-long scarf is any indication. Still, he doesn't seem to mind it any. In fact, he seems to be far more interested in the communicator itself.]

Ah, there we are. You know, it really is fascinating how many different ways to talk to people there are. You’d think that sooner or later all devices like this one would end up looking he same, but I’ve seen so many different kinds, over the years. And none of them are at all alike, except in what they do. Communication, no matter what form it takes.

So, hello, then! How are you all doing, out there?

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[battleborndr]

[ghuiolknbghyu just shut up. sure that's what he said but dammit.

He looks very, very tired. And almost a bit pleading, like maybe if he could just say the right thing, they could drop the conversation. Honestly, he thinks about closing the video feed, shoving his communicator in a trash compactor, and being on his way. The moogles would never forgive him, but at least he'd stop talking. Maybe avoid the Doctor for the rest of their time here.

Who is he kidding.

That's impossible.]

Two-way instantaneous biological meta-crisis. [He says that mouthful with as little expression and emotion as he can possibly manage.] I grew out of a hand that was severed before the completed regeneration of one of your future selves, and it combined with human DNA present at the time. [Like hell is he ever mentioning Donna.] Ta-da. New you. Got the memories up to that Doctor, one heart, and not a single bit of awareness that there's a Time Lord present here. [That last bit is said with bitterness.]

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[allpurposescarf]

[There's a good moment or so of silence from the Doctor's end at that. But it's not really a bad silence, and when he speaks up a good deal of the irritation is gone. And most of the sharpness too, for the matter.]

I can't change that, you know. Not if the meta-crisis has already happened. But I don't have to tell people about it, if you'd rather be the one in charge of that?

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[battleborndr]

[All his effort at remaining impassive shutters out of him at those words and utter relief, mixed with shock, takes its place. This is where he has to remind himself that his nightmares were only that: nightmares. The reactions of the Doctors interacting with him were based on a warped reality, not the truth--

Except the nightmares still knew him. Knew what he was capable of, knew what he did. Sure the fourth Doctor has offered him this olive branch, but if a regeneration of the Doctor ever shows up that knows him? He'll be in some real trouble all over again.

This Doctor might understand, might accept him, but... best to avoid telling him in the first place.]

I... I'd appreciate that. The only one who really knows anything is Luna, and that was completely circumstantial.

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[allpurposescarf]

[He might understand. But he can understand not wanting to talk about it either. Not when it's something terribly complex already and personal besides.

So silence it is, and that's easy enough. He's always had any of a number of other things he can talk about in any given situation.]

That does seem to happen, yes. But I'll let you take care of deciding who gets to know. And when, I suppose.