Oh, so you must be her favorite. Who can do better than making her a body?
[ Jack just hopes it's not a Cyberman situation. He's come across other robots before, many of them actually, so he knows it's a spectrum like anything else. The Doctor(s) would have warned him of anything serious, so she's probably a good one. He's an interesting if jittery man, smart as a whip, that much is clear, clever too and inventive. Jack is also fairly good with tech, better than a lot of people, but it's not the top of his arsenal.
His grin is nice too, very engaging, and Jack mirrors him with a playful one in return. And he follows that with a mistaken but almost sweet concern, and Jack chuckles, shaking his head. ]
No, no. I had to spring my friend out of a very high-tech and nigh impregnable space prison, and it took me nineteen years to get close to her. It's fine, I've been in worse jails.
[ Jack takes it mostly in stride, although he will find it fun to tease her the next time they run into each other about it. He did tell her he maybe did a few too many crimes, but they were all petty. It had to be enough to get closer to her wing, but not so much that he couldn't look at himself in the mirror. It's a fine line to walk.
He gestures in the direction of the door and starts moving that way, they have booze to get to. ]
You might've met my friend around here, the Doctor. We don't look at time the same way as most people.
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[ Jack just hopes it's not a Cyberman situation. He's come across other robots before, many of them actually, so he knows it's a spectrum like anything else. The Doctor(s) would have warned him of anything serious, so she's probably a good one. He's an interesting if jittery man, smart as a whip, that much is clear, clever too and inventive. Jack is also fairly good with tech, better than a lot of people, but it's not the top of his arsenal.
His grin is nice too, very engaging, and Jack mirrors him with a playful one in return. And he follows that with a mistaken but almost sweet concern, and Jack chuckles, shaking his head. ]
No, no. I had to spring my friend out of a very high-tech and nigh impregnable space prison, and it took me nineteen years to get close to her. It's fine, I've been in worse jails.
[ Jack takes it mostly in stride, although he will find it fun to tease her the next time they run into each other about it. He did tell her he maybe did a few too many crimes, but they were all petty. It had to be enough to get closer to her wing, but not so much that he couldn't look at himself in the mirror. It's a fine line to walk.
He gestures in the direction of the door and starts moving that way, they have booze to get to. ]
You might've met my friend around here, the Doctor. We don't look at time the same way as most people.