“Why, because I didn’t shake your hand? I don’t know where you’ve had that hand of yours and I would rather not touch it.” There was no point in lying about it. But now The Doctor, what kind of name was that anyway, can stop thinking he was rude just because he wouldn’t shake his hand. “No, but The Doctor isn’t exactly a name, but a title.” Before he could even say how he knew this Doctor person wasn’t human the tall, gangly one started on another one of his babbles. Did anyone ever get a word in when it came to him? It sure as hell didn’t seem like it. “So, you’re an alien Time Lord. And I thought being waking up here couldn’t become anymore odd.” He just shook his head as the Doctor kept on and on. Did he even breathe when he spoke like that? “What are you doing… get away from me.” He moved just to create more space between to the two of them. “I’m a vampire. And I knew you weren’t human because you don’t smell like a human, or a vampire, or a werewolf. So, you had to be something else. Although, alien, wasn’t the first thing that popped into my head. And if we’re going to have to live together, there needs to be rules...”