[... Don't panic. Don't panic. Good bit of advice, as far as being given advice from an inanimate object goes. But he's the Doctor. If he wants to panic, he's going to panic, thank you very much. And so:]
What? ... What?! What?!
[The voice is somewhat disjointed - new technology, give him a second or two, will you? Then there's fiddling - a very short amount of fiddling, mind, but there's still fiddling. Finally, the screen switches on and there's a pair of dark brown eyes being lit up by a bright reflection of him, his eyebrows raised and his hair stupidly spiky.]
Oh. Oh! Is that- right. Okay. Introductions. They help, don't they? I'm the Doctor, hello. I was - well, I was on Earth, actually, and this is obviously not Earth, though I don't recognise the make of this ship. And I recognise everything, so that's interesting - but, oh, before I get sidetracked, has anyone seen a big blue box? Says Police Box on it in big white letters? I used to have one of those key rings that say 'if found, return to Time and Space', but it wasn't very effective, since no one really knew where Time and Space was exactly. And it wouldn't help now, anyway, because I haven't lost my keys, I've lost the ship. Which happens more often than I'd like to say, actually.
Anyway. That was a long queue, wasn't it? Never really been a fan, honestly. I've been told I'm impatient - well, you know, I have all of time and space to see, I haven't got time to wait around in a queue longer than time itself. Speaking of long times, this all seems very familiar. Does anyone else think it's familiar? I think it's familiar. Like I've read it somewhere in a book. Then again, I've read a lot of books, so that's not really en easy question to answer, is it?
[The camera spins away from the Doctor for a moment, and it looks closely at a room number (3-32), the floor of the corridor, a pair of converse all stars just before jumping back to his chest.
When it pans up properly, a sort of serene silence has taken over the Doctor. Suddenly his smile falls and he becomes more serious. He stares down into the screen silently, eyebrows knotting together as he considers his words carefully. He is, of course, more than aware of Gallifrey being no more. He made sure of that himself - not that he's particularly proud of that point in his life. He therefore concludes that it's not Gallifrey they're talking about, but Earth.
Earth. And thinking about it, that seems right, doesn't it? Considering where he just left off. Considering that he can't see it or feel Earth's gravitational pull. He sighs.]
What happened? I couldn't get a straight answer.