Moonlight nods approvingly, eliciting a snicker from Forgotten. "Right. We don't have many cowboys in England, so. . ."
He bites his lip as AL explains the whole situation. "Oh dear. . .I'm terribly sorry about his wife, but I'm glad you were able to save his son and him. And that all happened on Christmas Eve?"
"I'm pretty sure the Doctor is known for Christmas disasters," Doc says, running his fingers through his hair. "And he usually doesn't get dinner after them. I'm glad it all worked out for the best, though. He sounds like he would have made a great companion."
"He and Donna could have some stories to swap," Butterfly Boy suddenly puts in with a faint chuckle. "If only. . ." The mirth drains out of his face. "Well."
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He bites his lip as AL explains the whole situation. "Oh dear. . .I'm terribly sorry about his wife, but I'm glad you were able to save his son and him. And that all happened on Christmas Eve?"
"I'm pretty sure the Doctor is known for Christmas disasters," Doc says, running his fingers through his hair. "And he usually doesn't get dinner after them. I'm glad it all worked out for the best, though. He sounds like he would have made a great companion."
"He and Donna could have some stories to swap," Butterfly Boy suddenly puts in with a faint chuckle. "If only. . ." The mirth drains out of his face. "Well."