just tenth

       Through a mass of tangled wires in which the Time Lord was attempting to UNtangle, the Doctor poked his head out, armed with nothing more than his sonic and crooked glasses. “H’lo?” He couldn’t see the other’s face all that well— what he DID see was all that leather, and he was pretty sure he didn’t order a stripper.

                       ”Who’re you?”

                                …  

        [He’s over one-thousand years old. He’s seen unimaginable things, walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a mad man, he’s made different sorts of food out of ten-thousand bananas, lost and gained— but never has he encountered something like this.]