Trust me, I’m the Doctor.
Michelle’s smile fell as he paused suddenly— the look on his face concerning her. Amelia must have been another past companion of his. Someone he no doubt lost in one way or another…
Though she was curious, she thought it better not to ask. It was clear the subject matter was painful for him. Perhaps someday he’d tell her on his own. She properly hoped for that.
She turned to him and allowed her smile to come back as he asked that last question, “Nothin’s wrong with strange, Custard Man. Turns out I’m quite attracted to it. Just somethin’ else we share in common, yea? I’m just tryin’ to understand the inner genius of the combination, is all— is that so wrong?”
And at that, his smile returned to its full strength. He truly hadn’t meant for the name to slip nor to have that particular reaction to it, but he was, at the very least, relieved Michelle didn’t seem to linger on it.
"Well, I am naturally a genius, y’know,” he went on, quite smugly, “so ‘course it’s also natural for me to come up with something so entirely genius, right? Of course I’m right! I’m a genius, after all. Did I mention that yet?”
Alright, maybe he was going a bit overboard at this point. But in a way, it was his attempts at trying to move away from the subject that caused him to bring up Amy. He just hoped it wasn’t overly obvious.
"I’ll have to give you my utmost congratulations for keeping up with someone clever as me. Not everyone can, after all. You might jus’ be the only exception,” a wink followed, that cheeky grin of his as wide as ever.
Are you saying you’ve got a pet anaconda that won’t have anything unless it’s on buns? Blimey, talk ‘bout a picky reptile.
Never say never, Nonny. We could still meet. And m’sure it’s gonna be magnificent. So don’t go thanking me quite yet.
♪Don’t blame it on the sunshine♫
♪Don’t blame it on the moonlight♫
♫Don’t blame it on the good times
♪Blame it on the boogie♫
Nonny, getting rid of yourself wouldn’t help, it’d be a waste. You’ve got so much potential within you to do great things, ‘n it could all start with you reaching out. Ever tried that, have you? Being the one to notice others first? Sometimes you’ve got to be the brave one ‘n say something. Don’t let yourself get left out without trying. Give it a shot, yeah?
Go back to Asgard? Hhm, can’t say for sure. Not yet, at least. And right, tall bloke, long black hair, green eyes. Has he got a name? Or is that his name? A Really Tall Guy With long Black Hair And Green Eyes?
Well, I’ve heard worse names, I’ll tell you that much.
Well, personally, I think hugging’s a pretty brilliant thing! Certainly not a bad thing, not at all. So long as the other person’s okay with it, ‘course. ‘N I just so happen to be one of those people! I’m always up for hugs, me!