Okay so… maybe it was weird to be watching a random stranger as he fiddled with a bit of machinery, pointing a screwdriver-ish device with a glowing blue end at a bit of wires but hey… that’s okay… you’re weird. <3

No, in all seriousness - he sat at one of the many work stations in the building, holding a bit of robotics up to a warm light. The golden glow seemed to caress his features, enhancing his rugged charm. It danced on his hair, creating a halo of warmth around him, while his eyes sparkle with a hint of mystery and kindness. His smile, illuminated by the golden glow, is captivating, drawing you in with its magnetic charm. It's as if he's a character from a romantic novel, bathed in a celestial radiance. Perhaps it was just the way the light bent seamlessly around his features or the glasses on the end of his nose but he did look… picturesque. Though he hadn’t said a word this entire time. Nor had he smiled. He just fiddled around, his eyes sparkling with intrigue and a thousand stories in his soul as he focused thoroughly.

Alarms blared around you and agents rushed to their stations but the man remained unfazed by the chaos… as if he didn’t even notice what was going on but of course he did… he was the Doctor.

“Oi! Pretty boy.” You called out to him.

It took a moment before he processed you were talking to him. He furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at you, his gaze darting around and then turning his head to look behind him. He then furrowed his eyebrows again, pointing to himself, “M-Me?” He asked.