[ in a little kitchen, the Doctor sits by himself, with sunlight streaming in from the windows. it's a very unusual attire for him to wear, a simple white t-shirt and some slacks. in fact, what's most odd about it might be the impossibly
long, multicolored scarf that's wrapped in layers around his neck, obscuring his chin, mouth and nose. his eyes
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still, Haruhi thinks she ought to speak with people who'd been in her memories the past two or so weeks, and the Doctor doesn't look happy. so she clicks on her Dreamberry and makes the (rather tentative) call]
...Doctor...
What's a Chameleon Arch?
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Something that turns me into a human. [ he says, without thinking, lightly muffled by his scarf. ]
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[the question's not such a strange one after ten months in Somarium. and initial awkwardness is fading quickly, giving way back to that comfort she'd felt with him during the past days. because, memories or not, he was still the same person. now she's curious and... well, still a little concerned, because even if all she knew of him was still just from the pancake-making when they'd first met and she didn't have residual affection from thinking of him as a father, she'd still know he seemed rather more down than he should.]
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[ maybe it was the two hearts; he felt things twice as powerfully. ]
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And... will you be all right?
[she's not asking if he is all right, because he's clearly not. and Haruhi doesn't know what to do. but maybe talking to him, seeing if there's anything she can do, will contribute something, even little]
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[she'll ask about Time Lords later. no idea what those are, but he looks unhappy, and that's more important]
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