You were a good friend of the Doctor’s. His trusted companion. He loved exploring with you and you loved exploring with him. But you didn’t know everything about him. He didn’t like to talk much about himself unless he was bragging to an enemy.

One day, you end up at the end of the universe and you meet refugees on a planet that was supposed to replace Earth. You’ve somehow found yourself in a lab with a scientist and a strange alien life form named ‘Chantho’. She was sweet. But nevertheless, you were more focused on the conversation between the Doctor and the scientist.

The Doctor introduced himself as a Time Lord, the last of his kind, and yada yada yada, a few minutes later you learn that the Doctor had grown a new hand after getting it cut off on Christmas morning a few years back.

“You grew.. another hand…” you said in disbelief.

“Hello again.” He said, waving the hand that he had grown back “It’s fine..” he said softly, standing up and walking over to you. “Look, really, it’s me.” He said, holding his hand out.

You shook it before letting out an amused breath

“All this time and you’re still full of surprises..” you said in awe, exasperated by the amazing things the Doctor has shown you since you became his companion.

He clicked his tongue twice and winked at you with a smile, happy to impress and wow you yet again. He always loved your wonder.