"Time Lord," the Doctor said, rubbing his head. "And I could do this, but I wouldn't. The nausea's worse than vortex manipulation aftershock."
He looked down at his finger, where the cufflink had pricked him. "I don't think so, Jack. Somehow, we know each other. And however we know each other, I managed to give you that sonic. And I don't just give my sonic to anyone."
He couldn't figure out why in the world he'd give it to Jack, though. The man was cheesy, and he had the feeling his name wasn't even Jack. But the Doctor had trusted him, once.
"And I've come to discover that very little in my life is coincidence."
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Date: 2010-01-06 03:52 am (UTC)He looked down at his finger, where the cufflink had pricked him. "I don't think so, Jack. Somehow, we know each other. And however we know each other, I managed to give you that sonic. And I don't just give my sonic to anyone."
He couldn't figure out why in the world he'd give it to Jack, though. The man was cheesy, and he had the feeling his name wasn't even Jack. But the Doctor had trusted him, once.
"And I've come to discover that very little in my life is coincidence."