It had been, and the Doctor had been waiting for them. This really wasn't all that different from his normal life, these days, only they couldn't pop off to have a steak on one of the moons of Venus.
"Ah. Yes, that would explain it." He pressed his lips, thoughtful. "You must have been tough, to survive something like that." He held out his hand for the mug, turning to fill it from the pot. "How old were you?"
Probably lived in constant fear of starvation, which meant that the slop was some sort of gift from the heavens for him, rather than a chore like for the rest of them.
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"Ah. Yes, that would explain it." He pressed his lips, thoughtful. "You must have been tough, to survive something like that." He held out his hand for the mug, turning to fill it from the pot. "How old were you?"
Probably lived in constant fear of starvation, which meant that the slop was some sort of gift from the heavens for him, rather than a chore like for the rest of them.