The Doctor made a little face at the offer, not because he didn't think Alan would be a particularly wonderful host, he just didn't do visiting. He didn't know how to handle being in someone else's home and being polite for more than a few minutes at a time. It was why he never accepted Sarah Jane's invitations to Christmas, why he missed Martha's wedding and skirted around drinks with Wilf.
Things were always easier when he was running. Less of a chance to gather moss.
Fortunately, he didn't have to politely decline from Alan's offer, as a sudden blip on the machine in his hands signaled the Doctor's favorite thing: disaster.
"We'll see, Mr. Jackson," the Doctor said. "But first, we've got to follow this signal! Allons-y!"
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Date: 2010-01-02 01:15 am (UTC)Things were always easier when he was running. Less of a chance to gather moss.
Fortunately, he didn't have to politely decline from Alan's offer, as a sudden blip on the machine in his hands signaled the Doctor's favorite thing: disaster.
"We'll see, Mr. Jackson," the Doctor said. "But first, we've got to follow this signal! Allons-y!"