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An expert who talks like ... [ like what, buffy? ] Like ... well, me?

Not really. More like an expert in the matters of time.

Who says "timey wimey."

Yeah, that's the Doctor. He's not really a human, you see. He's... well, he's this thing called a Time Lord.

Which is probably just what it sounds like, huh? So, what, is he like a - a god or something? [ bc it sounds like he's a god of time js. ]

No, he's definitely not a god. He'd make a very bad one actually. He's just an alien who looks like us, and he travels around the universe sort of fixing things. Some things, they can be changed, that's the timey wimey bit.

Just him? Just ... one guy. [ the irony of her asking this of all people isn't entirely lost on her. ]

Well, he sort of picks up companions here and there. I was one of them, Donna [her voice gets a bit softer there she was another. He is really bad at traveling alone. It's how I met Shakespeare and spent three months in 1913 and the like.

You've met Shakespeare? Talk about a great story for parties. Why 1913? What even happened in 1913?

Yes, it was memory that the Forge revealed if you're interested.

And 1913 was sort of nothing happening until we showed up. That's a longer story.

I'll take a look. God, I feel like I'm collecting these things like DVDs. It's not weird, is it? You know, passing your memory around? [ /distracted. it's just oddly relevant since damon was trying to pawn off one of spike's on her. ]

I don't think so, but then I'm used to telling stories about my life. Someone else has been bringing these up? Most people I've seen really seem to hate them.

Severus showed me one of his a while back - when he was telling me about them. And, Damon sent me one of Spike's. I guess from when he was here before. I haven't gotten to that one, yet.

Oh, I see.

[ a moment's silence. she can't help wonder if she said something wrong with a response like that, but she moves past it quickly. ]

Uh. Anyway, I'll -- I'll take a look at this. And ... thanks. You know. For checking in.

[For a minute, Martha just frowned, and then she shook her head.]

Sorry, I really didn't know what to say about someone else showing you a person's memories. It seems wrong.

It's not like that. It's about me. He said ... He said it was about me.

[For a minute, Martha doesn't know quite what to say to that. She can't imagine what good could come from doing it.]

Wow. That's a bit... well, weird, yeah?

Really is. I haven't watched it, and honestly? Don't really plan to. I get enough Spike face-time, I don't need to dig through his twisted brain on top of it.

I don't blame you. And really, it's kind of a jerk move, it seems like.

Spike's privacy in all this is admittedly the least of my concern.

It seems like it's about your privacy more than his.

You think?

Why else would he want to show it to you?

He said it was to explain why he thought that Spike and I were ... [ sigh. ] Well, you remember all that rumor stuff.

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