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[bit_impossible]

[He almost doesn't give in to sleep, figuring he can put it off a while longer, but the past few days have been mentally draining for him. Battling one's own inner demons and fears can do that to you, especially if you've been avoiding them for hundreds of years. After seeing others nod off without a incident--and after turning over what he saw

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[hisoldgirl]

[so, this is what she looks like now? she doesn't speak, simply watching him. she should be happy that he's home, but it's a bit hollow, because she's still in this body and can't be what she's seeing in front of her. not now. not for a long time, it seems]

[bit_impossible]

Hello there, TARDIS, I--Oh, this is weird. You there and you here...strange.

[hisoldgirl]

Is this what I have become, then?

[bit_impossible]

Ahh, yes, yes this is. Do you like it?

[hisoldgirl]

It is different, but I do not mind the change, no.

[bit_impossible]

[grins] Ohhh, brilliant! I'm glad you approve, I really am. Took a while to get used to walking down the hall again to the library, but...[a strange expression flickers in his eyes for a moment before he picks right up, his energy boundless and renewed as ever.] Well, a good walk never hurt anyone!

[hisoldgirl]

Doctor...? [she noticed that slight change] Are you well?

[bit_impossible]

I am, I think. This wasn't what I was expecting.

[hisoldgirl]

Then what were you expecting?

[bit_impossible]

I...you know, I'm not sure. I'd've been happy with just this--[and he twirls around once]--but to hear everyone together...even Susan...

[hisoldgirl]

But it is not real, is it? I do not know I could find happiness in a facsimile.

[bit_impossible]

I know it's a dream, but I can't--I want to hold on to it for a while longer. Before they all go away again.

[hisoldgirl]

I suppose I can understand. It is good, then. It is good you have been given this.

[bit_impossible]

A little glimpse...yes. I think it is.

Well, not that you would ever tolerate everyone inside you. So many voices, it'd be difficult to hear yourself think--well, I'm sure you'd have your ways...

[hisoldgirl]

It would be frustrating, yes. A few of those voices are soothing and comforting to me. The majority I could do without.

[bit_impossible]

[chuckles, his gaze returning down the hall for a moment.] Oh, I'm sure you could.

All of them, though...the food machines must be working on overtime! I'd have to start keeping my own stores of tea away from everybody else's so I'd never run out! And never mind how much hot water it'd take for everybody to have a shower or how long it would take them all to get done!