She's having some similar thoughts about the notion of Ianto meeting the other Doctor; he would have just fallen victim to the human assumption that he's looking at the person he loves and mistrusts, while the Doctor wouldn't have even known him. She probably would have judiciously kept them apart if she'd had a say in it. But now that's not a concern anymore.
"He is male again." Or a reasonable approximation thereof. She doesn't see what sort of significance that's supposed to have, but oh well. It's the easier question to answer out of the two, and she frowns down at her pie while considering the other one. "Him being an incarnation I am not at all familiar with is difficult, but he himself is that too. He has not been this prone to careless rudeness and disregard since his sixth body, or even his first." And it's doubly disconcerting that she feels affected by that now, to a degree.
"Outwardly, he isn't anything like the two incarnations of his that you were most fond of." So don't get your hopes up, Ianto. Possibly it might be best if he doesn't try to befriend this Doctor at all. Still, she's not quite doing him justice, and musters a small but sincere smile when she adds, "But he is still the Doctor. Nothing of importance has changed. And he has already amassed a number of strays." The last is said with the customary degree of affectionate annoyance that she would have been displaying for centuries if she'd had a body for that long.
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"He is male again." Or a reasonable approximation thereof. She doesn't see what sort of significance that's supposed to have, but oh well. It's the easier question to answer out of the two, and she frowns down at her pie while considering the other one. "Him being an incarnation I am not at all familiar with is difficult, but he himself is that too. He has not been this prone to careless rudeness and disregard since his sixth body, or even his first." And it's doubly disconcerting that she feels affected by that now, to a degree.
"Outwardly, he isn't anything like the two incarnations of his that you were most fond of." So don't get your hopes up, Ianto. Possibly it might be best if he doesn't try to befriend this Doctor at all. Still, she's not quite doing him justice, and musters a small but sincere smile when she adds, "But he is still the Doctor. Nothing of importance has changed. And he has already amassed a number of strays." The last is said with the customary degree of affectionate annoyance that she would have been displaying for centuries if she'd had a body for that long.