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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

The Doctor stood there, that long blue sign under his arm and watched. He saw the jump from the Cajun - something he hadn't seen before, and he noticed those slow movements, too. He said some of the food was for him. It was thoughtful; though, the Doctor still looked away. He was dressed in full Ten attire; the coat came off for nothing since the quake.

There was something on the tip of the Cajun's tongue, and the Doctor found himself caught off guard by a censored mutant. He wasn't used to Remy being able to contain anything that happened to be on his mind. There was no mind mouth filter to be had. So, when all Gambit mentioned he didn't sleep much, the Time Lord kept his expression rather neutral. "I slept just fine," he'd retort. Sure, he didn't sleep like he was on frankencouch; but, he still slept well enough. Better than no sleep, anyway.

The Doctor took in that Cajun, bruise and all and felt a tinge of guilt, a feeling that he'd been steeped in all morning. "You alright?" That was a sterile enough question, yes?