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I'm a dangerous man, stay away.

You don't look that dangerous.

[Headtilt] 'Spose looks can be deceiving though.

[The Doctor grins and looks the strange man up and down.]

No one looks dangerous at first not even you.

[He gives a bright grin, spreading his hands in a faintly theatrical manner] Me? I'm harmless.

If your harmless then I'm human....and believe me I'm not human.

What a coincidence. Me neither.

Look human to me.

Could say the same to you, mate.

I'm a Time Lord...what are you?

That's a pretty personal question, isn't it? [He adjusts the angle of his hat and sticks his hands in his pockets] What's a Time Lord then?

I ask personal questions all the time....you gonna answer? And a Time Lord is a Time Lord nothing more.

[He appears to give this some consideration] No, probably not. Doesn't seem likely.

[The Doctor smirks.]

You aren't easily impressed are you?

What can I say. I'm a cynic. Can't go around dropping your jaw for anyone who wanders by, now can you?

Suppose not...it actually nice to just be a regular bloke.

Suppose I like the danger, Doctor?

They always do...until they get hurt.

But I know you, Doctor. You wouldn't let me get hurt.

You trust me more then you should.

Wish you didn't feel that way, Doctor.

I have my reasons Rose.....so tired of getting hurt.