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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

The Doctor nodded as Gambit took back his gloves, letting go a quiet sigh. His mind was busy. It was busy with Rose and with Nine and with Jack and with Shannon and with Remy and with the modulator. It was busy with all the missing people who hadn't turned up yet. It was wrapping itself around the possibility of changing the TARDIS' theme when he got back to the old girl again. 90% of what he was thinking was filler and distraction as he tried to avoid those things he really didn't want to think about.

"No." He replied simply to Gambit. "She doesn't, she won't and she can't." The Doctor shook his head. "If she goes back with her memory there are some very important things that need to happen in the ame way they already have. We can't gunk that up. The state of the entire universe is at stake." He was eerious, it was. "She can't know," he stressed, in case Gambit had missed it the first time.

The Cajun was conforming against him, huddling for warmth. "Now you're just overdoing it," Smirk.

"Doctor John Smith. You have that?" He locked his eyes on Gambit's and held. He'd have to to have this talk at least another two or three times. Might as well start with the person most likely to give him a difficult time about it. "The other me, he'll be the Doctor now."