The Doctor set about the motions of preparing tea, filling a kettle to let the water heat. "Hmm?" He glanced over at Gabriel, momentarily confused, then gave a smirk and shook his head. "Ah, yes, well. It suits its purpose, hmm? Hopefully the city will have much better accomodations." Not that he planned on becoming a permanent resident of the city, but small living quarters such that weren't intended to be stayed in for any length of time tended to be dull.

"Call me Doctor," he offered finally.