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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"We haven't really needed to," the Doctor volunteered. Truth was they hadn't. The Generators in the carnival ran on Deisel, as far as he could tell, and the only thing the gas station had was unleaded. While in theory he could modify the small motors to take unleaded it would take a fair amount of time. Time he ought to be spending working on the modulator. Exactly what he should be doing right now, actually.

"Of course..." He said, his words slipping over hers. He was working on putting back on his prickly-face when she looked up at him like that. Like she was looking through him. Like she almost knew.

When she turned to face him, his back up against the wall near the door with his hands shoved deep into his pockets he was looking her right in the eyes. Yes, Rose Tyler, you had his attention and he wasn't even fidgity.

He listened, looking away, trying to place just where she had been. When she had been. Satellite 5, obviously. She'd been there. He remembered going there with her. That had been the first time he'd ever thought he'd lost her. Thought she'd been turned to a pile of dust. The Doctor's face actually went a bit muddied there as well. That was not the thought he was going for. He looked back up to see her features turn, to hear her say she'd thought she'd lost him. It must have been the second go 'round. It had to have been. To look like that and think she'd lost him? Must have been.

She looked away, started taking in what wast here to pick apart; and the Doctor knew it was probably because she was unsure how he'd react. How did regular, run of the mill people react when they'd been told someone time travelled? Well, the Doctor never really paid attention long enough to really have this part down.

"The future? A satellite?" He couldn't make his face contort into disbelief, so Rose would just have to settle for a look of amusement. "Looks like you didn't lose him, though," he volunteered. Haven't lost him, haven't found me. Oh bugger.

He reached around the counter and held out a bag for her. "Now's as good a time as any for shopping," back to the task at hand. "We've got standard military fare today; a bit of candy... Bottles of water in the back..."