Right! Obviously! Ow!

(As soon as Valerie got close? The doors opened on their own, as if sensing her presence.)

"No, it's okay. I've read this before."

She shrugged, carefully placing a bookmark in her book before closing it and setting it to the side. Making sure that he didn't see any of the lettering.

"It's always good to learn something new, right?"

(Points to her mouth. Then, points to the doors to the TARDIS which are very much closed.)

Th... The tool box, or...?

And Valerie listens the entire time. She had a little smile on her face by the end, a kind smile. Is this what people heard when she rambled?

Then again, she didn't mind listening to it and they always seemed to... So maybe not.

"You have a real passion for this."

"Embarrassed me? No."

She's surprised. Flattered. But not embarrassed. She's really not used to people taking an interest in her; not a genuine interest, anyway.

(Stares with her widest, most desperate puppy dog eyes.)

Please be careful with her. *Please.*

Master...

*Please?*

This wasn't what she expected. But, she folded the note in half. After digging around in her bag for a second, she found a pen.

Scribbling down her personal phone number, she offered it to the other woman. It'd be easier than trying to contact the TARDIS.

"Here. So you can get a hold of me."

(Hesitates. It almost looks like she's going to say no. But then, her shoulders slump and she hands the toolbox over.)

Please be careful. Please.

... ... ... Master.

I... I wouldn't want to bother you! I can do it, it won't take long!

Oh, it's just a toolbox!

Was gonna do TARDIS repairs today. Can't really trust anyone else to do it...

━ holding it out to her.

"Here. My number."

"You tell me when and where and I'll be... oh, wait you'll need..."

She didn't finish any sentence, instead going back to her bag. Her ramblings would make a little more sense when she pulled out a journal and carefully ripped out a page.

Folding it, she scribbled down her phone number onto it, ━

"Just a book about space."

In an alien language. So, she decided not to show it to him. In case he'd try to read it.

"Manga's the one with the pictures?" That might sound condescending, but one look at her face said it was a genuine question.

Valerie genuinely looked confused at first. She glanced up at the woman, fidgeting with the scrap of paper.

"You're sure you'd want that?"

Her voice was small, vulnerable.

"I mean! The answer's yes! So long as you're sure."

Her eyes widened. Then, her face split into an excited grin. It made her whole face light up.

"Yes! I'd like that. I... That sounds fun!"

━ smile.

"It's fine. You wouldn't have been disturbing." She said, softly. "What're you reading?"