[ There's a lot going on and if Hilda weren't who she is, someone might argue that it might be too much. Thankfully as it stands, she rises to the occasion, any sense of trepidation or caution thrown to the wind. There's a barely contained smile curving onto her lips. ]
The Doctor?
[ That sounds more like a title to her, but you know what - she's heard weirder names so she's not about to question it. And really, The Doctor is a better name than Carol or Lucy. Not that there's anything wrong with those names, they simply just don't suit her. She keeps walking, keeping an eye out for any potential obstacles that he may bump into as they continue their strange forward-backward walk towards the Wagon Yard. ]
You told me your name, but you have to guess mine? That doesn't seem fair to you.
SCREEE
The Doctor?
[ That sounds more like a title to her, but you know what - she's heard weirder names so she's not about to question it. And really, The Doctor is a better name than Carol or Lucy. Not that there's anything wrong with those names, they simply just don't suit her. She keeps walking, keeping an eye out for any potential obstacles that he may bump into as they continue their strange forward-backward walk towards the Wagon Yard. ]
You told me your name, but you have to guess mine? That doesn't seem fair to you.