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[ There's a good while of silence, aside from the rustle of a paper, like a page being turned. ]

Oh, yes, right! Hello! How do I do one of these voicemails things again?

[ Another bit of silence, and then he clears his throat. ]

You've reached the Doctor - the eleventh, to be exact. Leave a message and I'll get back to you, promise!

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[this is one of the many reasons she likes him, and there's a smile in her voice when she answers]

I would.

[a little while later, there's a soft tap on the door. sane people are sleeping, after all]

[ By the time Sophie arrives there's a kettle with steaming hot water and different cartons of tea already on the kitchen counter. The Doctor opens the door and gestures for her to come in with an eccentric bow, pulling a fez of his head. ]

Hello there!

[sophie wasn't smiling when he opened the door, but between the bow and the fez and the sheer force of his presence, which almost seems enough to drive darkness away all by itself, she finds her mouth turning up at the corners]

Hello, Doctor.

[ And that is exactly what he would say he wants. People look best when they're smiling, by far. ]

Have you been here before? You haven't, have you? Welcome to our humble dwelling.

[ He ushers her in, and closes the door. ]

I haven't, no.

[she looks around with an air that would be more fitting of looking around a palace. it's a normal house, with normal--well, relatively normal--people living in it. not exactly her area of expertise.]

It's a lovely home.

[ He puts the fez back onto his head and walks past her to lead her to the kitchen. ]

Very human.

[ Nooot really something for him. But it works well enough. ]

A bit strange for you?

[following him to the kitchen, still looking around this strange mundane human house]

[ While he's uncertain about how she apparently just Gets that, he still sends her a somewhat pleased smile for it. ]

Just a bit.

[well, he did just remind her that it's a human thing, and he's not. not quite fitting has been much on her mind, and this environment is just as strange to her]

What are you used to? Besides not being in the same place very long.

[ Excellent, they're the same then. ]

Well, I have my ship. That's my home. And it's definitely very different from this and... far, far bigger.

[ He steps into the kitchen and gestures at the boxes of tea. ]

Pick one.

I'm used to being outside more. And really outside, not just...not inside.

[going over to the table to look at the teas. she'll go for the one with the most spices]

This one, I think.

Much more fun that way?

[ He pours the tea water into two cups and fishes out a teabag from her package, and Earl Grey for himself. ]

Sugar, cream, honey, milk?

Sometimes, I suppose. Necessary, other times.

Honey, please.

Mm.

[ It's a sound of recognition, because his travelling started off necessary and not only because he felt like it.

He places honey on the table together with the cups of tea, as well as cream. ]

[being chased means needing a lot of room to run, for sure. but he already knows that's so. she takes the honey and adds it to the cup in a swirl, watching it fall to the bottom before stirring it]

I didn't interrupt anything important, did I?

[ Indeed. ]

No, not at all. There are few more important things than all of you.

All of us. I hope the ones here are sleeping, at least.

They should be.

That's good. Were you working on a project?

[sophie doesn't look like she's been sleeping much, but her shoulders are gradually untensing as she idly stirs her tea]

Not so much. Something more nonsensical. Ever so fun, though.

Oh? What's that?

I'm building a track for marbles.

Marbles? The fancy sort with the drops and spins and such?

Exactly. But I daresay even more fancy.

Really? How?

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