"I dinnae doubt that," the Doctor replied, his clouded dark eyes followed Evelyn's movements after she helped him lay on the couch. "They jus' gave me a LOT of tha'biochemical substance. Might'ake a while tae metabolise it." In his own ears, he noticed his diction and prosody were becoming clearer, but the accent remained. "Some guid ol' H20 will help me flush it oot."
His gaze traveled up to her spackled ceiling; he noticed even his vision was beginning to clear, the blur fading from it and his eyes able to follow the fine starburst-like lines slapped onto it. "I kin notice that m'visions clearin' already. That's a guid thing, yeah?" Reaching up his spindly fingers, he brushed them over his own forehead and felt sticky places where the sweat had begun to evaporate.
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The Doctor
Date: 2015-09-26 09:42 pm (UTC)His gaze traveled up to her spackled ceiling; he noticed even his vision was beginning to clear, the blur fading from it and his eyes able to follow the fine starburst-like lines slapped onto it. "I kin notice that m'visions clearin' already. That's a guid thing, yeah?" Reaching up his spindly fingers, he brushed them over his own forehead and felt sticky places where the sweat had begun to evaporate.