Book: Doctor Who. The hunt for magic.. Page 1

- O.

- Oh, I'm sorry, go on, nurse.

- Okay. I understand. Do not speak. Good idea. Conversations are overrated. ”The Time Lord tapped on Marx's bedroom window. “I don’t know why people spend so much time talking. Communication. I have always said that this is a pointless exercise. Well, when I said always, I meant ... sometimes. Although, in fact, I never meant by “sometimes”, since communication is extremely important, I love talking to people, ”he stuck his head around the corner and winked at Oliver.

Rory knew this, since he himself was often the subject of such manipulations. Although sacrifice is probably a better word. He said victim, but it sounds a little too cruel, too ... vicious, the Doctor, of course, had many negative traits, but anger, cruelty and disrespect were not one of them. Three of them. No matter.

- Oh, how thoughtful! the Time Lord praised, slapping him on the back.

The doctor chuckled: “If you ever get to the altar, I can leave you here in 1936. Yes, I'm sure you didn't think about that when you were looking for new ways to insult the poor old Doctor. "

The guy shrugged, “I think they were definitely on the same level. Both physically and intellectually. "

- You have wonderful fields. I am doctor. This is, as you've probably figured out by now, Rory Williams. Another friend of mine, Amy Pond, is wandering around nearby. Tall, red hair, tartan, but we try not to use that against her too often. Beautiful. She and Rory will be married in 75 years, plus or minus.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

“Right,” Rory replied. - And thanks for your sympathy. Today you are just a bag of laughter!

- Beeeeeee.