[She looked a little confused when the video feed started off dark, but when the first plucks of the guitar strings started, a knowing grin immediately spread across her face. Oh, look at you. Playing rock star and making a show of yourself, even though she knew better. But that's alright; music was therapeutic, and she remembered the way playing had always been a source of comfort, so she would be the last person to mock him for it.
When he had finished and bowed, she even clapped.]
Bravo, Doctor. [And then her nose crinkled in bemused consideration, her head tilting to the side.] Oi, Twinkle Boots? Alright, Old Man. [Because it could only have been her, Sandshoes, or their Sixth face, and she suspected he would have chosen something more obnoxiously-bright to focus on with that one, and Sandshoes was...well, Sandshoes, Fluffy, Bad Dog...]
That sounds fun! Haven't been wassailin' in a long time. Should make for a nice distraction for a while, at least. An' maybe this year, Christmas won't end in disa-...[She blinks slowly, a sudden thought occurring to her before she groans and runs her hand down her face in exasperation.] Oh, what'm I sayin', of course Christmas is gonna be a mess this year. Two of us dropped here just in time for the season. Never fails.
Maybe we should start celebratin' Hanakkuh, instead. That's a fun one. I like candles an' chocolate. [Oh. But Yaz was Muslim. Ok, maybe something else, then. She'd have to ask her what kind of holidays she enjoyed during the season, when she got back home.]
An' you with a dog. I have to see this. [Wasn't often that they took companion animals with them on a permanent basis. He wouldn't have been the first face she expected to adopt one, but well...this place was proving to throw them completely off of their expected routines.]
[Video]
When he had finished and bowed, she even clapped.]
Bravo, Doctor. [And then her nose crinkled in bemused consideration, her head tilting to the side.] Oi, Twinkle Boots? Alright, Old Man. [Because it could only have been her, Sandshoes, or their Sixth face, and she suspected he would have chosen something more obnoxiously-bright to focus on with that one, and Sandshoes was...well, Sandshoes, Fluffy, Bad Dog...]
That sounds fun! Haven't been wassailin' in a long time. Should make for a nice distraction for a while, at least. An' maybe this year, Christmas won't end in disa-...[She blinks slowly, a sudden thought occurring to her before she groans and runs her hand down her face in exasperation.] Oh, what'm I sayin', of course Christmas is gonna be a mess this year. Two of us dropped here just in time for the season. Never fails.
Maybe we should start celebratin' Hanakkuh, instead. That's a fun one. I like candles an' chocolate. [Oh. But Yaz was Muslim. Ok, maybe something else, then. She'd have to ask her what kind of holidays she enjoyed during the season, when she got back home.]
An' you with a dog. I have to see this. [Wasn't often that they took companion animals with them on a permanent basis. He wouldn't have been the first face she expected to adopt one, but well...this place was proving to throw them completely off of their expected routines.]