"Time War," he clarifies somewhat unhelpfully. "The Last Great TIme War." He can't understand why this is coming up in his –maybe you want to talk about... no, you don't– subconscious. "I should say the 'Missus' is human, I suppose."
He catches the lighter one-handed –like the games they played as children, track the path, know your physics, you can always snatch it out of midair if you're paying attention– and lights the cigarette before tossing it back. "Many of us, a planet full." He glances curiously sideways before continuing. "You have an advantage in being the only, of course; no one to answer to for anything."
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Date: 2007-09-30 08:58 pm (UTC)He catches the lighter one-handed –like the games they played as children, track the path, know your physics, you can always snatch it out of midair if you're paying attention– and lights the cigarette before tossing it back. "Many of us, a planet full." He glances curiously sideways before continuing. "You have an advantage in being the only, of course; no one to answer to for anything."