A chuckle escapes the Regrator's lips, and it sends a vibration down the Doctor's beating, mechanical heart.
"Cheesy, but...thank you. I'll be sure to finish it in my spare time, Dottore."
— The End
A chuckle escapes the Regrator's lips, and it sends a vibration down the Doctor's beating, mechanical heart.
"Cheesy, but...thank you. I'll be sure to finish it in my spare time, Dottore."
— The End
"You told me that there's a light novel that you didn't manage to finish before you turned blind. I managed to 'translate' it."
Pantalone opens the first page, caressing the raised dots. It's the title of said novel. >
"You told me that there's a light novel that you didn't manage to finish before you turned blind. I managed to 'translate' it."
Pantalone opens the first page, caressing the raised dots. It's the title of said novel. >
Dottore snorts. "No, you taught Eta well." He places the book on Pantalone's lap, then directing the Banker's right hand onto its hard cover.
Pantalone moves his fingers around the object, feeling the smoothness of >
Dottore snorts. "No, you taught Eta well." He places the book on Pantalone's lap, then directing the Banker's right hand onto its hard cover.
Pantalone moves his fingers around the object, feeling the smoothness of >
"Now then, my dear Doctor. I'm sure you're not summoning me down into your den just for you to hear my sob story," the Banker tilts his head. >
"Now then, my dear Doctor. I'm sure you're not summoning me down into your den just for you to hear my sob story," the Banker tilts his head. >
"...Is it tiring?" Dottore asks. >
"...Is it tiring?" Dottore asks. >