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[The Doctor is not, surprisingly, brooding in the bar. In fact, he's not even brooding! He actually appears to be genuinely happy, in a "beaming away like Father Christmas" sort of way...and he's humming. A bit off-key, yes, but it's distinctly "Luck Be A Lady."

There are a few bits of TARDIS machinery piled up nearby -- the Doctor is actually taking Omega's advice, and repairing them. Of course, he's doing all this in the middle of the library, utterly oblivious to the fact that he might be disturbing someone's peace and quiet.]

((ooc: Nine has been bumped to a bit after the end of the Doctor Dances, fyi! Slow tags may be slow 'cause of work, but. :|))

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Would you rather I lie? You...haven't really known me long enough to know what I was like before, but it's harder than you know, I think. There are feelings that you've had your whole life that are new to me.

I don't like the TARDIS, so she'll always be nothing more than a rude machine to me. But I do feel guilty. Why do you think I stayed in the asylum so long? I offered to let her kill me, but she didn't. That would have been fair, but she didn't want to. So...guilt is weird, I think. I don't know what I'm supposed to do about it. Amshel and Sam never really told me how to do that kind of thing.

[he frowns, because he doesn't really know what to tell her either] I'm glad she didn't kill you, but the asylum's not the right answer. ...Far as the guilt's concerned, there's not much you can do except try to make things better. Even then, it won't go away.

We decided to never speak to each other again, and that's better for both of us. Ahh, unless the Plane forces us together. Then it's hard and we both get upset again.

That reminds me, did you know that started because I was singing an aria that she didn't like? She wouldn't tell me, though, and we both ended up getting really mad. If she had told me why, I would have stopped singing.

...Which aria? Can you sing it for me?

Un bel di, vedremo. She ended up telling me why it upset her a long time afterwards.

{But she'll sing anyways. She nods her head and begins to sing (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4svvetCnPQ)}

[hearing it makes him sad and distant, but he's not angry. when she's finished;] I've got a fair idea of why it upset her so much, but what did she tell you?

It's...been a long time. Is it because you died while that was playing?

[quietly] Probably, yes. My Seventh self...

But she didn't tell me that. She just hit me!

[he raises an eyebrow] And your reaction to that was to keep singing?

Of course not. I...hit her back, then.

And then it escalated 'til you lost control completely?

{Silence}

[nods] Thought so. Think you need to learn a few anger management techniques.

...That was why I asked Dr. Crane to help. He...said the same thing.

[frowns] Think I know someone better who might be able to help -- I'll ask him the next time I see him.

Who?

I think Remus might be able to help you a fair bit, actually.

Ne, but will you tell him what I've done?

[nods] I've got to, Diva. But knowing him, I think he'd rather help you than hate you.

I don't want him to know, though. I don't need help, it's fine.

Doesn't matter whether you want him to know or not. You do need help, Diva, or it's gonna happen again. [his tone isn't leaving room for argument :|]

{Bitterly} It will happen again anyways. What do you think will happen if I got close to Remus and he left too? I can't trust anyone here to stay. I'm not going to put my faith in someone like that again.

I'm not asking you to get close to him, Diva. I'm asking you to let him help you work out your control issues. Think of him as a teacher, if it helps.

Those things aren't separate. Not to me, anyways. I...can't let him be a teacher without him getting close to me.