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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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[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.