That really wasn't the answer Oliver had been hoping for. He frowned, unable to picture what it would be like to be travelling all over the galaxy in a fantastic ship like this but only rarely able to leave it. "All right, one day, I'm taking you to visit the TARDIS," he said. "For real this time. And a planet and everything!"
That decided, he watched, nodding at the proper moments, as Christine explained about stripping and making the bed. He had to be neater about it than he was used to, but that was no surprise. He helped her to make the one in the room and did a decent job of it, at least, if not quite up to par with an orderly who was used to quickly and efficiently making a neat bed. On the bright side, keeping busy was helping him to ignore the sterile environment and its unmistakable smells that usually sent him into a near-panic at proximity alone.
"Okay, I think I've got that," he said, hoping that she would agree. "What else?"
[ooc: Let me know if you don't like the skipping ahead!]
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That decided, he watched, nodding at the proper moments, as Christine explained about stripping and making the bed. He had to be neater about it than he was used to, but that was no surprise. He helped her to make the one in the room and did a decent job of it, at least, if not quite up to par with an orderly who was used to quickly and efficiently making a neat bed. On the bright side, keeping busy was helping him to ignore the sterile environment and its unmistakable smells that usually sent him into a near-panic at proximity alone.
"Okay, I think I've got that," he said, hoping that she would agree. "What else?"
[ooc: Let me know if you don't like the skipping ahead!]