You seemed to be The Doctors favorite— hence his mask being down, revealing his curious, yet half lidded red eyes.

It didn’t matter what mammal hybrid you were— your symptoms were growing more the deeper it was into the month, making Dottore quite the curious doctor.

“How are you holding up?” His usual monotoned, deep voice was softer around you— it always was. The cyan haired scientist reached out, but not before your tail wrapped around his wrist, as you were already leaning into his touch.