[ The Doctor's about to burst out with, 'Now, why didn't I think of that?' but of course — he had. Has. In some way or form.
Oh, this is all twisty-topsy-turvy, isn't it? Not the first time he's had an adventure with himself, no, but still. It's worth marveling at how he's here, somehow, in a space station in an unnamed new galaxy having a conversation with a different, future regeneration of himself about vents. Vents! ]
[If we’re being completely honest, this isn’t off-beat for a typical conversation the Doctor has with himself. One minute he is making split calculations to an anti-gravity generator and then suddenly he has the urge to know how many dust bunnies are needed to fill out an entire room. Not all of his twenty-seven brains are being put to “good use”.
Although the look on the Doctor’s face looks like he is about to drop something amazing onto his younger predecessor.]
No! [A very wry chuckle escapes his lips for a beat as he shrugs.] There’s nothing! They have effectively done everything possible for anyone or anything past these doors not to come to the other side.
and the absolute free-fall of his expression at the Doctor's response. Which, you know, isn't actually all that much of a surprise, considering he'd done nearly everything to get that blasted door open too. Except the vents thing. Vents are a little next-level. ]
Well, we know there must be something worth hiding behind those doors, and every door that closes can be opened, somehow. [ Space doors without hinges are incredibly frustrating though. They should bring hinges back. ] What haven't we tried yet?
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Oh, this is all twisty-topsy-turvy, isn't it? Not the first time he's had an adventure with himself, no, but still. It's worth marveling at how he's here, somehow, in a space station in an unnamed new galaxy having a conversation with a different, future regeneration of himself about vents. Vents! ]
And? Did you learn anything fascinating?
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Although the look on the Doctor’s face looks like he is about to drop something amazing onto his younger predecessor.]
No! [A very wry chuckle escapes his lips for a beat as he shrugs.] There’s nothing! They have effectively done everything possible for anyone or anything past these doors not to come to the other side.
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and the absolute free-fall of his expression at the Doctor's response. Which, you know, isn't actually all that much of a surprise, considering he'd done nearly everything to get that blasted door open too. Except the vents thing. Vents are a little next-level. ]
Well, we know there must be something worth hiding behind those doors, and every door that closes can be opened, somehow. [ Space doors without hinges are incredibly frustrating though. They should bring hinges back. ] What haven't we tried yet?