Nice to see you (Private, The Doctor ★)

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    Ah, but Rose didn't mind. She had enough muse to go around.
    The Doctor hadn't traveled far from camp lately. He had been out and about to work on the TARDIS, but even then it didn't take long. He had been the river many times, to swim and drink and clean off. So of course, he was going to stop by the water once he had finished working on his machine. The red panda's head poked from the TARDIS, as a rag was suddenly swung over it to remove oil and soot. With a shake of his head, the Doctor climbed from the TARDIS and began trotting towards the river.
    It didn't take too long to get there, and he jumped in without hesitation. He was completely under the surface, though he loved it. The moment the red haired panda popped up, his eyes locked on Vidalia. He hadn't noticed her in the half second he had before he jumped into the water, but now he was smiling at her a bit.
    "Hello stranger!" The panda called, before spitting out a bit of water a wave had pushed into his mouth a bit. "Bad water! That's icky!" He mumbled, before swimming towards the strange fae. "I'm the Doctor by the way; or Doctor. Either one works for me." He was currently spitting water from his mouth once in a while, before finally deciding to shut up until he got to a point he could stand.

    Vidalia laughed at him. What a strange animal. "I'm Vidalia. Isn't Doctor, or 'the' doctor more of a title than a name?" Suddenly reilizing how rude she must have sounded, she apoligized. "I'm sorry about that, who am I to judge other's names when I share my name with Onions."

    "I-it's more of a mixture of the two. My real name doesn't translate into this language, so I just stick to Doctor." The panda said, as he finally was able to stand in the water. "Onions? Strange. But perhaps that's a good thing! Onions have lots and lots of layers. Of course, they make people cry but if they're introduced just right, then they're delicious. Is that how you are? A gal with lots and lots of layers?"
    The panda was comparing her to onions. If that wasn't weird, then he wasn't sure what was at this point. Everybody was weird, and everybody wanted to be different. That's what made them all the same in the end. So why not step up his weird game?