Flustered by the praise, Fenton just spluttered wordlessly for a moment. "H-how can I not, when you've been so nice to me?"
Closing the door, he followed her into the front room. "The Doctor. Shorter guy for a human, with short, dark hair? I don't think he'd mind you being here. He'd probably enjoy chatting with you. Have you met him, yet?"
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Date: 2019-09-16 05:14 am (UTC)Closing the door, he followed her into the front room. "The Doctor. Shorter guy for a human, with short, dark hair? I don't think he'd mind you being here. He'd probably enjoy chatting with you. Have you met him, yet?"