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That is dark thinking, Doctor.

Oh but our minds always go to dark places, even if they don't stay there long.

Why do you think that is, that our minds go to dark places not happy ones?

Because it's our minds trying to work things out. To make sense of the things that make no sense.

Something your mind isn't making sense of?

Oh no. Just having a laugh at cosmos I do believe.

[He shakes his head and rubs his hands together.]

So I took your husband on a bit of a sight seeing tour! But I must remind you that you must not try and get him to repeat everything he has seen. The memories might take a bit to solidify asking him everything he remembers now might send his brain into overload and we'll be back at square one.

Why are you laughing at the cosmos, Doctor?

[Sam pauses for a moment and takes a breath.]

Give him space to process it. Okay. I can do that. Can you tell me what you saw so I know...what he is processing? He tends to stay inside his head a lot and let it all eat at him.

Makes you appreciate the days when you are sure, then.

No reason.

[He's not the best liar in the world but he looks positively pleased when the other seems to take and understand his warning. Admittedly he was the slightest bit worried about it.]

It shouldn't take long but it's best he let himself take it all in so to say.

Ahhhh. He does do that and, as much as I would love to, I'm afraid I can't. His journey is a highly personal one. I'm sure most of the moments you already know and the others are part of his experience and his journey and he ought to be the one to tell you.

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I do suppose that is the truth indeed. Perhaps I'm just being a grumpy old sod.

Hm. No reason. Okay.

[He sighs and shrugs. Sam can't ever hide how he feels and right now it's a mix of disappointment and unease. He's worried about Mark...but....]

Okay. It's his journey and he'll tell me in his own time. Patience is a virtue, right?

....thank you, Doctor, for everything you are doing for him.

The experiences we have on our journeys are so very important, but not all of them are ones we're willing to share. The thing of it is, as well, that they are things you might already know or things he wishes to relieve because they make him stronger but knowing them would cause nothing but grief for you.
I have absolutely no patience, admittedly. None at all. So much so I have this little Wii thing I'm supposed to use when I'm being impatient. But! I do have a lot of respect for personal journeys.

[He waves his hand at the other shaking his head.]

No, no. There's no need to thank me.

That's my problem, I'm share everything guy. I tell every one anything they want to know about me. Mark is keep it to himself guy. Not because he thinks it will cause me grief but because he thinks...I don't know, that I'll think less of him, or pity him. Mark wants to be strong so he keeps it to himself.

I suck at patience. But, he's worth me taxing my limits.

There is a need to thank you. He's been lost I think. And he needs this.

Just because one keeps things buried inside doesn't mean he wont share it eventually. For some it just takes time. He'll come about, trust me on that one. It's just a matter of time.

See! Worth fighting for, through thick and thin!

I think he does as well, but I'm the Doctor. I'm here to help. I still have a name tag of that nature somewhere I think.

I know. Everything in its own time, right?

That's what being married is about right? Thick and thin.

[Sam smirks.]

Good. He needs that. He's had some trouble finding a therapist he likes but it seems like the two of you click. He trusts you. So, thank you.

It's easier said than done.

Yes, I do suppose. Admittedly though married I am not one to hand out ideals on it.

Oh I'm no professional. I'm just old, and I've seen a lot. Plus this face has got some dumbo sized ears. Rather good for listening.

I'm still learning about all of this being married stuff, but that's the one thing I think I get. It's work. You have to work at it. When it gets tough, you just try harder.

Maybe he doesn't need a professional. Think he needs someone like you. [Sam laughs and tucks his long hair behind his big ass ears.] I feel you on the ears, Doctor.

See you know what you're doing though.

Perhaps. I'm here if either of you need me.

[He lets out a laugh of his own.] Oh come off it! They're not that large. Besides you're in the music business. You need them for all those sound checks.

Hey, that goes both ways. Even if you don't think you need us, we're here for you too.

[He laughs and shakes his head.] They are huge! But, you make a good point. Better to hear music with.

That's kind but unnecessary, honestly. I wouldn't fret so much about me. You'll likely lose your head when you've so much to worry about all ready.

See! If you had small little baby ears how could you make sure all the music you're making is up to par!

Shush you. That's what friends do.

I may just cut my hair off now! This is my camouflage for my ears. I'm still not sure if my music is up to par. Just do what I think feels right.

[He offers a smile but the truth of it is that's what he's just been thinking of. Friends. They don't ever work out quite as you expected and... At times he's not so sure it's worth it. Both for the people he travels with and himself.]

That's the best sort of music. Music that comes from your heart.

I'm pretty sure you'd hate my kind of music.

Hate music? How can anyone hate music!?

Everyone likes certain things right? I just don't think my music would be your sort. You strike me as a man who would like the crooners. Bing Crosby. Frank Sinatra. Those guys.