❝I’ll pretend that was something reassuring. Look, it’s not every day you accidentally come across a…❞
Vague hand gestures take the place of words to convey what he means. No-one’s actually given him a word for this… box, after all.
❝..This thing, anyway, so take it as confusion.❞
“TARDIS.” he cuts in, and rather quickly, as if telling off a child for not saying please or thank you. She’s not a thing.
“She has other names, but to you, TARDIS. Unless she takes a likin’ t'you, then you’re in trouble. Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. Time machine space ship."
And that’s enough explanation for now, making him too prepared ruins all the fun of watching him gawk like an idiot.
