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[ Nine has been busy this morning. He's gone walking from place to place, seeing all the major landmarks that he can, going from the Great Library in Odin to Draupnir in Freyr and now to Gefion Park in Baldr, where he can be found seated on a bench, arms spread out to the right and left of him as he takes in the fresh air and the splashing sounds of the water coming up to meet the shore.

It's pleasant, and it's calm, but even as he sits there, it's clear enough that he's not sure what to make of this.

They're here to fight a war, and with the city being so recently turned upside down by the flooding, this moment of calm feels out of place somehow. Of course, he could be very wrong, but in his experiences, reprieves are often very brief, and it wouldn't surprise him if that holds true for all of them. And that's only the tip of the iceberg of the things that are on his mind, really. As he takes a look around, he says: ]

If I didn't know better, I wouldn't believe a flood had just swept through here.

[ After that, he doesn't say much else, because why ruin the silence with a lot of pointless talking?

As to what he's doing sitting on this bench, well, he's come to the conclusion that he's still got quite a few questions about himself and also for his other selves, past and present, that are roaming about the city. But short of going up to one or two of them who seem most relevant to his questions, grabbing them by the collar, and demanding answers (that's just far too drastic, and not likely to get results), he doesn't know what to do.

And that is why he's there, keenly aware of consternation coiling its way up through him the longer he sits there until it seems as though something's about to burst.

But instead of bursting, Nine just squares his shoulders and stands up abruptly. ]

Well, come on, you're not getting things sorted sitting here.

[ And it's on to the next landmark spot, unless someone wants to intercept him. ]

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[She hadn't been able to help but notice the man sitting on the bench over there. She'd gotten curious and had started approaching, just making it close enough to hear him as he got up.]

What's not getting sorted out sitting there now?

[What can she say? She's a curious person.]

[ Luckily for Jenny, his pace was rather slow, as he was still working out where to go next, so it was easy enough to avoid walking into her or anything ungraceful like that. ]

Getting some answers, of course. Well, that and getting used to the layout of this place.

[A grin!]

You're new here then! I'm still getting used to it as well. Still trying to get what answers I can, but my dads have managed to pull together a lot before my arrival, so I've tried to learn what I can from them.

But hello! I'm Jenny! It's a pleasure!

That's right, I am. Got here just on the tail end of a flood.

[ That still bothers him, but he's getting over it. ]

Your dads are here?

[ He finds that interesting; well, that and her plural use of the word 'dad'. ]

Well, hello, Jenny, I'm the Doctor.

[ No, he has no idea who she is or why she ought to be important to him.

And therefore, incoming bombshell in 3, 2, 1.... ]

[Well, she'd been about to say she had 7 dads, but with that....she's pretty sure that her 7 just turned to 8.

She just looks at him for a second, not entirely surprised by finding out who he was at this point.]

The Doctor? In that case, hello dad! I don't know if I'm ever going to get used to so many of you around. Which one are you? Obviously not one that knows who I am, so somewhere before your Tenth face. You're not the Eighth, Sixth, or Fourth either since I've met them and I know they don't look like you.

[See, she's smart. She remembers and pays attention, and she's sort of starting to get used to them. Just a little though.]

[ Well, whatever reaction Jenny might have been hoping for, if any, she might well be getting it from Nine. He starts off staring at her, his mouth having fallen slightly open, and then he frowns, clearly not amused by her delivery of this piece of information. ]

What's that about, then? [ This has to be a joke, and it's not really funny either. Only it seems she's serious, given her mention of his other selves.

Well, they could have warned him about this. ]

[Well, neither her nor anyone else said she had tact with this subject, now did they. Then again, how do you really break this news lightly. There's just no way to do it. She does see that face he's making though.]

I'm not joking. You just obviously haven't made it there yet. I come around during your tenth face. Two hearts and everything. Completely related.

[Okay, she'd be lying if she didn't say she wasn't enjoying his reaction.]

[ Then by that same token, if the news can't be broken lightly, then it's only fair that she give him time to process this, because he was completely unprepared to hear it. ]

No, and I won't make it there, will I?

[ Because whatever she's going on about doesn't happen to him, at least not the him with the face he's got. ]

Well, not with this face you won't. You made it here though.

[Bright side.]

Asgard is good at fixing itself between all the disasters, sometimes faster than other times. But it helps when so many are inclined to help Asgard get better as well, Doctor.

I can see that, yeah. [ It doesn't take half a brain to see that Asgard's bounced back, whether through magical means or because of otherworldly powers or because of the effort to clean the place up after the flood. ] Impressive, really, what people're capable of doing if they set their minds on something.

You sound almost surprised, Doctor. The gods have asked for our help, we're giving it. You were brought too for the same reason. People's minds are quite fascinating things.

Not surprised, no. If there's anything I know, it's that people can do great things if they're determined enough, so why should this be any different?

[ Really, it's less being surprised as it is marveling at humans for being so fantastic. It's not a new realization to him, but it never fails to please him when he sees it in action. ]

I suppose it's how you said it. Well, it's not as if you said much. You're not much of a talker.

No, but I think I said enough. Suppose I could try saying more, if being a talker's what you want.

[ But really, she's hit the nail right on the head: he's not much of a talker. Why use a lot of words when something can be said quickly and concisely and still have the same meaning? ]

Well, it might make things easier for you, Doctor. All the other Doctors are talkers, it might be expected.

Sorry, how would that make things easier?

[ He's not really getting how changing who he is will help. He talks enough when it counts and when it's absolutely necessary, but other than that, he can be pretty taciturn. ]

[Talking more is not changing who you are, it's more... sharing more about yourself, really.]

Well, you're the Doctor, I should think you would know why saying more than a sentence might help people better understand you. We can't all be the TARDIS who understands you merely by thought.

[ And that is also something the Doctor's not good at doing. ]

Well, I still think I say enough, even if what I say's not very long.

[ And, well, he has his moments, but those are few and far between. Which might prove Alice's point. ]

You don't have to be the TARDIS to understand me, not really.

You may think it's enough, but the real question is "is it really?" Your thoughts are very different than others.

Mnn, I do wonder at that.

Why's it so important to you whether it's enough or it isn't? And what's wrong with having different thoughts? Everyone's different in some way or another, and that's better. It's better that way, it really is.

Because I want to know you, Doctor, we used to be... well maybe not friends but we knew each other before, I'd at least like to know you a little better the many times you're here. And I didn't say you had to have different thoughts, only that what you might think is enough isn't. This has nothing to do with being different which is better. This has to do with understanding someone.

[ He sounds gruff, maybe a bit impatient, but he's really not all that annoyed, just in case she was wondering. ]

Then ask me questions. Don't just tell me I need to say more. If you want to know me, then ask me things.

[ Seems simple enough, doesn't it? He's trying not to be, but the way she's saying things is making him feel a bit nettled. ]

Well, considering how much has gone on, I beg your pardon but it hasn't been on my mind the most. It's not that I don't want to get to know you, but floods tend to take precedence, among everything else.

Right, that's fair enough, but what do you want? [ She's not making sense, not really. ]

You say you want to get to know me, but then you turn around and say there's other things you should be doing. And I'm not going to argue about that, because this isn't really the best time, but you are being just a bit contradictory.

.... To be your friend.

Well, then, the simplest thing to do is to just say we'll work at being friends and go from there.

[ It's not too complicated, even if the circumstances they've been thrown into are. ]

Don't friends have to know about one another?

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