He gave a chuckle. "I'm not sure what sort of entertainment an old man such as myself could provide, but tea is a start, hmm?"
The Doctor started down the hall towards his room, pausing to glance at Gabriel with a mischievous grin, as much as an old face could do such a thing. "You didn't, did you?" It wasn't like he'd actually asked for a name. "It's just down the hall here," came the answer to the actual question asked, and he continued down the hall a few doors before pausing and pulling that keycard up. Simple devices, these, but effective, given that the Sleepers had little access to tools to bipass them.
Spending so little time in his room meant it was pretty much clean, aside from one desk being cluttered with his research: ebooks, a reader, an assortment of notes, and buried beneath it all, the so-called 'proof' of his identity. And of course the rations he had stored away in the little kitchenette. "Do come in," he said, with an inviting wave of his hand, and went to tuck that cake away for later.
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The Doctor started down the hall towards his room, pausing to glance at Gabriel with a mischievous grin, as much as an old face could do such a thing. "You didn't, did you?" It wasn't like he'd actually asked for a name. "It's just down the hall here," came the answer to the actual question asked, and he continued down the hall a few doors before pausing and pulling that keycard up. Simple devices, these, but effective, given that the Sleepers had little access to tools to bipass them.
Spending so little time in his room meant it was pretty much clean, aside from one desk being cluttered with his research: ebooks, a reader, an assortment of notes, and buried beneath it all, the so-called 'proof' of his identity. And of course the rations he had stored away in the little kitchenette. "Do come in," he said, with an inviting wave of his hand, and went to tuck that cake away for later.