Relearning Communial Living: for Gwen, Wednesday morning

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After a relatively restless night, the Doctor found himself not in the best shade of wakefulness when he went to boil up some water that morning in the fireplace. Coffee was necessary, that was certain, and while he wasn't as good as Ianto, it would do for first thing.

So he shuffled out of bed and downstairs, leaving his shirt off in the morning humidity left from the rain the day before, and started a tiny fire to boil up the water, then turned to go get the coffee he'd swiped from the kitchen.

Funny, he'd forgot that there were now women in the house again.

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"After's okay," Gwen replies, holding her hands out for one of the cups. Can't get it quickly enough. "I thought I'd straighten up a bit," she says with a nod back to her room. "Have bits and pieces all over." Mostly books and film cannisters, but she's not giving any of them up.

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The Doctor patted her hand gently and took his own coffee mug, drawing his legs up onto the sofa. "Might be a good thing," he noted. "Though we certainly don't have cleanliness requirements around here." His own room had books everywhere, and Atalanta still slept sometimes in the Romantics pile, pillowed on Rousseau.

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"Ah, well, I reckon it's best to start off on the right foot, even if it doesn't last long," replies Gwen, her smile quirking as she lifts her cup to her mouth. "I didn't realize how much I'd collected until I had to move it all."

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"Good approach." He smiled a bit at her around the mug. "And you usually don't. You still got that hand of mine?"

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"Yep," Gwen replies, as if that is a perfectly ordinary question. Just now, it is in the corner with a blanket thrown over it, because looking at it still creeps her out in spite of the fact that she refuses to let anyone else have it. "It's bloody heavy. I should have left it for the lab or something." As if.

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"Just make sure Atalanta doesn't get into it," the Doctor said. He looked as if he was trying not to either laugh or be horrified at the mental picture that resulted from that. 'His Master's Voice' indeed.

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"I'm not sure even I could get into it," Gwen points out. "The case is pretty sturdy." In fact, the only time she's seen the hand out of the case was when the case had been smashed. Well, not counting on screen. When it was still attached.

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"Good then," the Doctor said, and took a sip of his coffee to fortify himself against the thought of his dog romping about with his not-quite-dead severed forearm.