...so either they're playing a really weird game of word association, or Rose was a person. Past tense. At least some of the pieces of this puzzle are starting to come together.
(He briefly wonders if Rose was killed by gun violence. It's a little too Occam's Razor for his liking, but it is a possible explanation.)
The constellations are simple - sharpie on the ceiling and walls of the car, painstakingly drawn, and accurate as far as Wash can tell - put up by someone who'd been a passenger and had long since left. It's nice, when you need a reminder that there's something out there that isn't the technicolor nightmare of the void.
He enters the booth after the Doctor, closing and locking the door behind them, before taking a seat across from the Doctor and settling in, Athena hopping down to sit next to him on the bench. For a few long seconds, he stays there, petting his cat and watching the Doctor. At least the Doctor looks like he's not about to bolt anymore, which is progress. Adrenaline's fading, probably. It'll be easier to talk soon enough.
(There's also something about him that suggests he's not human and simply wearing a human face. Wash isn't about to start digging there, though - if he's anything like Michael, it'll come up in conversation.)
(Then again, if the Doctor was anything like Michael, they wouldn't be in this situation in the first place.)
(...goddammit he misses Michael.)
He sighs and breaks the ice. "Before we get started, I have to ask: Doctor what? Do you have a name to go with that PhD?"
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(He briefly wonders if Rose was killed by gun violence. It's a little too Occam's Razor for his liking, but it is a possible explanation.)
The constellations are simple - sharpie on the ceiling and walls of the car, painstakingly drawn, and accurate as far as Wash can tell - put up by someone who'd been a passenger and had long since left. It's nice, when you need a reminder that there's something out there that isn't the technicolor nightmare of the void.
He enters the booth after the Doctor, closing and locking the door behind them, before taking a seat across from the Doctor and settling in, Athena hopping down to sit next to him on the bench. For a few long seconds, he stays there, petting his cat and watching the Doctor. At least the Doctor looks like he's not about to bolt anymore, which is progress. Adrenaline's fading, probably. It'll be easier to talk soon enough.
(There's also something about him that suggests he's not human and simply wearing a human face. Wash isn't about to start digging there, though - if he's anything like Michael, it'll come up in conversation.)
(Then again, if the Doctor was anything like Michael, they wouldn't be in this situation in the first place.)
(...goddammit he misses Michael.)
He sighs and breaks the ice. "Before we get started, I have to ask: Doctor what? Do you have a name to go with that PhD?"