I really didn't intend to do this yet but he gets to me

[cluttered]

Well, it figures you couldn't resist me! I'm really not surprised, my dear. I am so incredibly charming, after all, and you've seen more than enough, don't you worry.

You're welcome.

Now let's go have a look around! Can't sit around here all day. Unless sitting means watching more of me, I could put up with that. Not yet, you say? All right-y then, I will see you later. Or you could come along, if you'll make less of a fuss that way. Stop wasting time! We've got people to meet, I hear!

[ That's a call for all of you friends who are bound to be lurking out there to come forward, for the record. ]

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[bossily]

Right, so that ego problem isn't limited to just your most recent regeneration. Always good to know.

[cluttered]

Problem? It's a problem now?

[bossily]

Oh, I'm sure it's hardly ever a problem for you. Just the people you manage to drag into your inability to sit around all day.

[She's smiling fondly though. Because the Doctor is the Doctor, no matter what the face. That's good to know.]

[cluttered]

But they love it too!

...don't they?

[bossily]

[Hmmmmmm gonna drag out some silence on this one.]

Define love.

1/2

[cluttered]

Well, uh.

[ What.

Ahem! ]

2/2

[cluttered]

[ He gathers himself together some, puts on a smile. ]

Isn't love one of those undefinable things?

[bossily]

[She laughs, eyebrows arching in clear amusement.]

Oh, I dunno. Think it's about as definable as anything else that's best left avoided. What I'm trying to say, Doctor, is sometimes your ego can be a problem, yeah. Nothing I can't handle, though. Nothing to worry about here.

[She silently mouths the word nope, making sure to pop the p and draw it out.]

[cluttered]

Nothing I can't handle. I have every right to my ego.

[bossily]

Course you do. Doesn't mean you've got the right to inflict it upon the rest of us.

[Quick pause.]

You do though, don't you. Think you have the right?

[Oh, Doctor. You adorable manchild.]

[cluttered]

Of course I do! It can only help you.

[bossily]

[Eyes to the left. To the right. Back to the left. More shifty eyes here. And silence.

And then:]

Pretty sure your future self's ego hasn't done all that much to help me, no. Almost gotten me killed a time or two, though, so I guess I should be happy that what hasn't killed me's only made me stronger.

[Awkward pause. Complete with awkward pout.]

Or...something like that.

[cluttered]

Hm.

[ Deep, concerned frown. ]

That's troubling.

[bossily]

Try being the one really, actually experiencing it!

[cluttered]

I'm sorry that happened to you. My other selves can be quite... hm. Well.

They're not me.

[bossily]

Think they're all you, on some level. A bit of your personality here and there, with a complete lack of your fashion sense.

[Have a firm head nod, because hey, he's got a unique sense of style.]

[cluttered]

Oh! Well.

[ Here, he'll take his hat off and plunk it on top of her head. ]

It is unique.

[ All of their fashion senses are. Defines them. But he'll happily take that compliment without saying a word about that. ]

[bossily]

[Laughing, she brings both hands up to pull the hat up a bit, since she's small so his hat just falls right down over her eyes. She tips it back enough so she can peer up at him.]

You're all unique.

[She can say that with confidence.]

So...figure now's a good time for you to jump into that whole anywhere and everywhere speech. There's places to see, people to meet, you said so yourself, didn't you?

[Hi, meet Clara. A tiny energetic thing who has problems standing still for long.]

[cluttered]

Oh, yes. You'd be one of those people, as for the places... Everywhere sounds about right. Could always start with a direction.

[bossily]

We could always go that way.

[Such a casual suggestion, said as she points off to the left.]

Unless there's something awesome over that way. [She turns to face the right, taking his hat off her head. It's clutched close to her chest for a few moments, incredibly fondly, and then she's tossing the hat back in his direction and heading off that way, leaving him to follow along after her.]

[cluttered]

[ He catches it, and puts it on with a wide grin as he takes off after her. ]

I actually have no idea.

[ And of course he's bursting with excitement because of it. ]

[bossily]

That makes two of us, then.

[She calls out over her shoulder, slowing down so he can catch up enough for her to reach back and grab hold of his hand. She's nice and lets him lead the way from there on out, though.]

Best sort of adventure, once you get past the fact we've no idea what's waiting for us.

[cluttered]

[ He's more than happy to do so. ]

Get past it? Nonsense! That only makes it all the better.

[bossily]

Easy for you to say, since you've got a screwdriver to help keep you safe.

[Huff huff. Keeping up with him is going to be a task.]

I've just got you.

[cluttered]

Exactly. Me, the man with the screwdriver. And a decent bit of wit, I imagine.