[[OOC: So sorry guys, I was confused on the posting order. Won’t happen again >____o;]]
The Doctor took a step forward, taking Neil in. “I’m sorry….Oh, I really am, but I have no idea where we are…not yet anyways.” Yet was the definitive word; after all the Time Lord would be lying if he didn’t say this kind of thing didn’t happen often. Not that he usually minded, the man taking it all in stride, but it didn’t mean they weren’t in danger. Everything in the Time Lord’s bones was telling him this much was true and if anything this entire thing, it seemed as if it all was set up. As if they were meant to meet. After all, all released here at the same time, all with the same similar stories? Already his instincts were on the job, mind running a thousand miles per minute over each and every option and likely outcome, no matter how mad some of them may have seemed. After all the Doctor’s middle name might as well have been madness. He glanced over at the others. “Well…I’d say one thing is for sure. Cameras, letters, this place…isn’t exactly too subtle. My guess is each of you were doing something, somewhere else entirely, before ending up here? Just waking up, yea? Might sound a bit mad, but, well, all considered…I think it’s safe to say…something took us here.” He looked off again around the room, the man itching to have his sonic on him, his eyes dark as they studied the surroundings carefully, mind still working away. “…Not sure yet just what, but…that letter, it mentioned a donation to science…same with you three, right?” He didn't entirely speak his mind but then sometimes it got carried away with him, running off before he even could pause enough to string it all out loud. He was already under a bit of a bad, sneaking suspicion; one that while on some levels it still fascinated him made the Time Lord nervous. “...well…if nothing else, we should probably stick together…Try and see if we can’t figure it out. What do you three say?”