"Hullo, Jo," the Doctor said, opening his eyes briefly to greet her with a slight wave. He was worn out from the weekend, yet, and the idea of getting to his feet at the moment seemed a bit of a challenge. "No idea, actually. After Jack and I looked into it, we decided that the technosynaptic pathways and power generation mechanisms self-repaired. But what spurred that so suddenly, not sure."
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