Martha Jones sits at a table in the restraunt part of the lobby with a book of World Geography.
She's going to leave again in three days. Martha has to. She can't afford for her stomach to get used to eating food regularly and three times a day again, because going through the process of starvation, of the initial hunger pangs would only slow her
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He is very relieved to see her, when he finally does, however, and slides into a seat beside her, resting a hand on the back of her neck. "Hey. You are remarkably stealthy when you put your mind to it."
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"Sorry. Just had a lot of practice is all. Meant to be back before you could figure out I was gone, but... ran into the Doctor. Number Five that is and the TARDIS."
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Martha nods, flattening the World Geography book out on the table and tilting her head toward him.
"Yeah, of course! Love to introduce you two. He's blond, longer hair, wavy. Different than the other Doctors, but... it's still him. Underneath it all, y'know?"
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"Mind if I take a seat," she asks as she tries to get a glimpse of what the other girl was working on. "Of course I can come back if you're busy, I don't want to be any sort of distraction."
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"Of course. Not very busy at all, and I can honestly use a break." She smiles at her. "How are you? Have you been enjoying the Inn?"
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Her expression will turn slightly concerned. "What about you? You don't seem quite well."
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"Yeah, there... there are some people who are... well. More than a bit mad. But the rest are some of the best people I've ever met."
She shies away from the concerned expression, how ever slight and nods. "I'm... all right. Better than I was earlier. It's... been a long few months. End of the Earth. Doctor's been imprisoned. Type of long..."
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