"I happen to do a lot things likes this," The Doctor replied, broad and easy, with a nod.

It was what he spent his time doing, what he ended doing, and what he chased down. It wasn't singular. There were any number of miraculously things he witnessed just as often, maybe even more often, but they both stood in relief from each other. Chaos and Kindness, the universe gave it with both hands.

"The Doctor." Who picked up a chip, without looking away. "And you? What's yours, then? Something illustrious to go along with all your curiosity? "