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[has taken off his coat and checks it over. looks rather disappointed to find a slash down the side]

My coat... [sighs] Most priests don't have swords, you know. Well, all right. Some priests do. Just it isn't exactly good for them to bang on about peace and then try to run me through.

[considers silently for a moment] Erm, Lucia, this isn't as bad as it sounds. You're not in trouble, really.

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It is, yeah. But always a fun poem.

It was fun. Everyone was so excited and glued to the telly, watching the ship land. It was brilliant. [smiles brightly] Star Trek ships are rather lovely, aren't they? Always surprised me, some of the things that show got right. Oh and they were! They'd been wondering how I was. They seemed a bit surprised with how long it's been for me since I saw them but that's understandable.

[watches him, laughing warmly] Such enthusiasm. You remind me of your youth, running around with Koschei and chatting about this or that and how wonderous it all was, back when it was new and fresh and brilliant. And yes, they did. I sometimes wonder if they weren't influenced by an alien force here on Earth. You never left any notes behind by accident, did you, Doctor?

[nods solemnly] It's been, what...some forty years in our personal timeline since you last saw them? I should have liked to see them again, myself.

[smiles gently] Yeah. Always figured we'd take you around Earth a few times. Look up some authors, try the food, all that. And, well. ...I tried not to leave things behind but sometimes it seemed harmless enough...

Maybe sometime you can! These days I wouldn't mind revisiting places and people...

And so you did. You just never left, it would seem. [smiles and pats his cheek] Never were one to follow the rules, were you, Doctor?

Really? I should like that. Seeing old friends and familiar faces...it would be nice, sometimes, instead of constantly facing the unknown. I wonder, sometimes, how Nyssa and Turlough are doing. Or Susan. Have you visited her lately, Doctor? I'm sure she'd like to hear from her grandfather after so many years.

[smiles fondly] Never have been much for rules.

I do, too. I hope they're doing all right and, well, just because we parted ways doesn't mean I can't visit, does it? But...I dunno if Susan is around. It's just...it wiped out all Time Lords. All of them.

[shakes her head] I agree. Parting ways does not mean a lack of contact. I belive we learned as much with the Brigadier, truly. But Susan... [sets her jaw] I refuse to believe you killed your granddaughter, Doctor. She was trapped here on Earth with no TARDIS. The Time Lords are inventive, but I do not believe they ferreted out everyone. [takes his hands] You could at least try?

[looks blank for a moment before smiling slightly] I'll look for her sometime.

[quietly] Please do. I hate seeing you like this.

[gives her hands a squeeze] Don't worry about me, old girl.

[laughs lightly] Don't ask the impossible, Doctor.

[laughs] Sometimes I forget even you have limits.

They are few and far between, I admit. [touches his face affectionately] But I must be extraordinary, as I have an extraordinary Doctor.

[laughs softly] Quite right indeed, old girl.

[grins right back and pets him. because she can. pet pet pet, Doctor]

Mm. [shuts his eyes because yay petting and it feels nice and it's the TARDIS so he can be a dog being petted]

[laughs and actually scratches beneath his chin with her left hand, because it's funny, and leans up on tiptoes to kiss his nose while ruffling his hair with her right hand]

[makes a face but it's somewhat relaxed because eee petting] I'm not a dog, you know.

[keeps petting~] Of course you aren't, Doctor. Your biology wouldn't allow for it. That does not change the fact you rather enjoy the attention, however. Would you like a bisquit? I might have a few laying around.

I do love a good audience. [opens one eye] And a good chocolate biscuit.

I much prefer being an active player than an audience member, though. Much more fun. [stops petting long enough to disappear and reappear with a plate of chocolate bisquits, offering one to him] Is this what you wanted, then?

Oooh, well, there's always audience participation. Best of both worlds. Unless the host gets snippy at you for upstaging him and proving he was a fake. [happily eats biscuit] Get these from your kitchen?

[blinks] That isn't something I remember happening. I'm sad to have missed it. [smiles warmly] They are. I believe Charlotte was making them. What for, I can't imagine, but they're in my kitchen, so they're my property, if you ask me.

Ah, that was more recent, yeah. But ooh, Charley's biscuits. Well, I doubt she'd mind if I had a few anyway.

So much seems to have happened to you, Doctor. So many stories I wish to hear... [shakes her head] At any rate, I don't much care how she'd feel about me taking them, anyway, but she did bake them for you, so.

Well they are going to a Doctor. [smiles and eats another biscuit] I wouldn't mind sharing a few stories with you. Can't hurt much.