The Doctor gave a laugh. "I'm sure you'll manage. Start with something simple and work your way up, hmm?" And if he managed to make all those wonderful things, he'd wind up with a regular customer in this old man.
"Going slow won't be a problem, now, will it?" Look at him, an old man with back problems. He wasn't about to do any jogging, that was for sure. Unless they needed to flee from something, but that was unlikely so long as they stayed out of trouble.
The Doctor waited quite patiently, though he didn't have to wait long. He had his own list of excuses if anyone stopped them. Running errands, asking this most kind fellow to help out with something.
The gift, while surprising, was certainly not unwelcome, and the Doctor's face lit up with delight as he accepted it. "Why thank you, my good man. A welcome change to rations, I must say." Not wanting to cause further distress, however, he simply tucked the container under his arm, opposite the other man to keep it (hopefully) out of sight.
"Shall we, then?" he uttered before making his way out of the bakery. But where to go? Well, no need to decide right away, was there? He fell into step, rambling idly. "This place has a lot of streets, doesn't it? It's really quite intriguing." Not just the streets, but the entire compound, all nestled underground. "And the ceiling!" The Doctor gazed upward. "What do you make of it?"
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"Going slow won't be a problem, now, will it?" Look at him, an old man with back problems. He wasn't about to do any jogging, that was for sure. Unless they needed to flee from something, but that was unlikely so long as they stayed out of trouble.
The Doctor waited quite patiently, though he didn't have to wait long. He had his own list of excuses if anyone stopped them. Running errands, asking this most kind fellow to help out with something.
The gift, while surprising, was certainly not unwelcome, and the Doctor's face lit up with delight as he accepted it. "Why thank you, my good man. A welcome change to rations, I must say." Not wanting to cause further distress, however, he simply tucked the container under his arm, opposite the other man to keep it (hopefully) out of sight.
"Shall we, then?" he uttered before making his way out of the bakery. But where to go? Well, no need to decide right away, was there? He fell into step, rambling idly. "This place has a lot of streets, doesn't it? It's really quite intriguing." Not just the streets, but the entire compound, all nestled underground. "And the ceiling!" The Doctor gazed upward. "What do you make of it?"