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[ Always a video with this guy and as he normally does, he fixes his bow tie. ]

Hullo! Not seeing any sign otherwise so I think it's safe to assume we're all back safe and sound. Which is excellent-however this last mission I think took a lot more than normal for everyone so if you were injured, feeling a little more fatigued or just generally off then I'd like you to come by the medical carriage for a quick check up!

I'm very good at it and I promise it won't take but a tick and you can get back to whatever else it is you do on the train.

Just let me know if you're coming and I'll make time.

Oh, I should probably mention, for those that don't know-I'm the Doctor.

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Spark saw the network post and nearly jumped out of his fur. He didn't bother replying, he ran for the medical carriage and then the small orange cat skidded to a stop at the feet of the Doctor, staring up at him wide eyed.

Okay, so he didn't know this face, but he recognized it, he'd seen the image before. And now that he was here... yes. The scent was a little off what he expected, but it was close enough.

It was him. It was the Doctor! He tried to remember the mural, remember the order. This was the one after... After Ten. He would not cry. Cats did not cry. They didn't. That was why he had another form. Or rather, mostly what he used his human form for in the absence of Adrien or Nino... or Rose or the Doctor.

Did he stay and talk to him as Spark? Did he go off and change where no one could see him and come back as Gar? What should he do?

Nita remembered him. But the De Nile kid and that Zelda girl didn't. What would he do if the Doctor didn't remember him? He wasn't sure.

Hesitating, the small orange cat was unaware that he was sitting frozen staring up at the man for quite as long as he was....

Oh. Well, that's a cat. He did say he could give check ups and that wouldn't not extend to a cat. Alright then.

"Yes, hello. You seem a bit over excited-oh, are you alright?"

Well that wasn't a voice he knew, but he expected that. Nine and three sounded nothing at all alike, after all. But part of him had been hoping that whatever the voice, it would have been saying his name.

He hopped up onto an exam table so that he could be closer to eye level. His shoulders hunched slightly as he studied that new face. "Do you remember me, Doctor?" he asked, trying not to sound as vulnerable as he felt. But he knew this was the face after Ten if the mural was correct, and Ten was one of the four people in all of Nautilus to know all of his secrets. Ten, Rose, Adrien, Nino. That was it. The only people he could be every bit of himself with.

The Doctor had to remember him. Had to.

Right?

Sorry, but he doesn't. He's aware that Nita and her sister recognize him and he's treated that as delicately as possible so of course he'll extend that same courtesy here.

"Er... no. I'm afraid I don't." He says honestly. "That doesn't mean I'm not willing to help though-any troubles? Extra banged up? As much as I do love a conversation-I'm a bit-well-I have to check in on everyone, you understand?"

His shoulders slumped a little and he nodded. "I get it. I'll just go take a nap till you have some..." he almost said time, winced, and stopped himself. Then a blink as he remembered... he's a cat. He's Spark. So he turned the wince into a smirk, and completed the sentence as if the pun was the best way to finish the sentence, not the worst. "Time."

"Come now, don't be so down. Triage and all that." The Doctor says kindly. "And I can still give you a check up-get a medical file started for you-I'm not usually the file keeping kind of Doctor but someone's got to do it."

He just stared at him a long moment then shook his head. "I guess the dolls were kind of like files, so maybe you didn't change that much..." Still he missed Ten who understood him and always had fish ready for him. And Four who didn't feed him fish as often, but always smelled yummy and often gave him lemon candies. Lemon goes well with fish so it was almost as good as having fish. Almost. But at least the man was usually good for a cat nap. Come to think of it, Four spent most of his time helping medically too.

It helped Spark, drawing these connections. It felt a little less lonely, and gave him a little more hope he could be friends with this Doctor as well. Maybe. "I'm a magical talking cat. If Baymax were here I'd ell you to get my cat-scans from him. I have a specialized diet where I need at least four times my body weight in fish, daily, or else I waste away."

Hey, he might get away with it this time. Baymax didn't buy it... Rose would have laughed. But maybe this Doctor would buy it? Maybe?

He doesn't say anything at first-instead he just uses the sonic to pan over that cat and clicks his teeth.

"Nice try." He says simply. "But that's not what the sonic is telling me and I haven't really noticed an abundance of fish on the train. Not this month anyways-I suppose we'll see what the next one brings.

"One of my friends said he'd bring some back fur me. So that's how the sonic is supposed to work?" Given how he's seen it used before he's never been fully sure. Well, at least he could have fin figuring out what he knows of the Doctor is core to the Doctor and what of it is the influence of the City of Change, he supposed. "Are you sure you calibrated it based on the time signature of my home world and not Nautilus where time is broken?"

Did this Doctor react to something like that like the four he knew would have? Time to find out.

"What?" The Doctor asks, looking down at his instrument. "It doesn't work any one way-it works lots of ways." He explains before storing it back in his pocket. "Lovely and quick way to read vitals on someone-among other things." He doesn't react that at all-he'd hear Nita mention it once before he'd already explained to her that he didn't remember that.

"Sorry, time works a bit differently for me-your past with me might not necessarily coincide with my past. It might actually be my future-or a different version of me since the multiverse is a thing to consider here."

"Yeah, I was kind of hoping that wasn't the case though," he said a bit glumly. "Sorry, I can just leave you be if you want. I don't think the yous I met are from your future, given the mural. So that means a whole other set of yous, and this you shouldn't have to deal with the people the other you chose to spend time with."

He jumped down off the exam bed, intending to leave. With so many people recovering from the mission he suspected he could find an empty quiet car where no one would see him transform to cry it out for a while.

He hurt all over. He missed everyone from home and everyone from Nautilus so much that it just... hurt.

But as he kept telling Adrien and Ten... no one wanted a sad cat. His job was to make people laugh and comfort them. So until he could do that... he needed to go away for a while...

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