Date: 2010-01-04 06:44 am (UTC)
By all rights, Jack should have thought this Doctor man was nothing short of crazy. But at the same time, he wanted to help him. He didn't want to just leave him and move on and deal with something more important, because for some reason, this man was important.

"It's okay," he said, putting a hand to the Doctor's arm. "We'll work it out, okay? Trust me, I'm an old dab hand at this stuff. Just hold onto me and you'll be fine, I promise. Time sort of... works a little differently around me, it might help, I don't know." Or maybe it was causing it? He hoped not.

And that was strange. His being different wasn't something he discussed. It wasn't something he told people, and certainly not strangers.

He turned his head and caught sight of a bench a few feet away. "Come on," he nodded and supported him to move over to sit down.

"That's better," he said as he lowered him to sitting. "I need to check for distortions. If time is changing something, I won't feel it, I can't feel it, so I need you to help me here, okay? You got that?" He didn't think he'd feel it. As he said, time worked differently around him. It didn't tend to react in the usual fashion.
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