"Well, it's not that bad for me," the Doctor said, distracted by his own hot chocolate and the device in his hand. He spared a quick glance over the rim of his glasses at the boy, and then looked back to his device.

Wait.

He looked back over his glasses again. The boy looked familiar, in the eyes. Very familiar. Like...someone he'd met before. But that wasn't possible, the Doctor didn't know this boy at all.

"Sorry. Merry Christmas," he said, feigning a wide smile.