The Doctor helps her up and over the side of the dinghy, just like a gentleman – a gentleman who is incredibly old-fashioned and almost out-dated. The hair, of course, helps to even that out. It’s somehow fluffed out to its normal state like magic.
He’s sure the poor dumbwaiter is glad it’s not here to hear that. He fixes her with a baffled look at the flirting, almost as if he’s not quite sure what to do with her all of a sudden. With River Song, it’s one thing. She has an excessive amount of mystery about her, what with the professor being a time traveler and nevermind all that painfully intriguing stuff about the Storm Cage. She’s dangerous. But Eva is a friend, not time-bendingly (bendy?) dangerous and suddenly he’s not quite sure how to handle an Eva Salazar flirt fired at him at close range. He clears his throat, frowns a little, pretends he isn’t flustered, and nearly drops the anchor into the boat instead of into the water.
He manages to recover as he catches up to Eva. While she’s off collecting driftwood, he’s putting his time to better use and collecting sea shells. If anything, she ought to have a proper sea shell collection once this is all over. Think of it as a Doctor gift.
“I’m sure there aren’t carnivorous rock quarries. You’d be surprised how many quarries there are out there though! Almost a cliché, that’s how popular they are.” The Doctor motions for Eva to set the driftwood down wherever she wants that fire. Fire, he can do. He pulls out the sonic screwdriver from his breast pocket, fiddling with the settings.
And yes, it can’t do wood, but it can cheat around wood and starting a fire with his sonic is nothing at all.
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He’s sure the poor dumbwaiter is glad it’s not here to hear that. He fixes her with a baffled look at the flirting, almost as if he’s not quite sure what to do with her all of a sudden. With River Song, it’s one thing. She has an excessive amount of mystery about her, what with the professor being a time traveler and nevermind all that painfully intriguing stuff about the Storm Cage. She’s dangerous. But Eva is a friend, not time-bendingly (bendy?) dangerous and suddenly he’s not quite sure how to handle an Eva Salazar flirt fired at him at close range. He clears his throat, frowns a little, pretends he isn’t flustered, and nearly drops the anchor into the boat instead of into the water.
He manages to recover as he catches up to Eva. While she’s off collecting driftwood, he’s putting his time to better use and collecting sea shells. If anything, she ought to have a proper sea shell collection once this is all over. Think of it as a Doctor gift.
“I’m sure there aren’t carnivorous rock quarries. You’d be surprised how many quarries there are out there though! Almost a cliché, that’s how popular they are.” The Doctor motions for Eva to set the driftwood down wherever she wants that fire. Fire, he can do. He pulls out the sonic screwdriver from his breast pocket, fiddling with the settings.
And yes, it can’t do wood, but it can cheat around wood and starting a fire with his sonic is nothing at all.