He's pretty tight lipped about everything. [That's a flag. Might be red. She stuffs her hands in the pockets of her skin tight leather pants, looking around evenly.]

I don't even know his name. I just call him Doctor Bones, 'cuz he healed me once and threw some skeletons at me. [And it's not a position of authority over her, she doesn't feel beholden to him if she just calls him something goofy like Doctor Bones or whatever.] He probably got up to some seriously shady shit in his old life, though. I don't know the full extent of it but I had a friend who was similar.

[Friend, father, whatever.]

But he's nice. So I'm not complaining. We all get a new start here, anyway.

[It's easier to pretend that's true for the Doctor than it is to accept that's true for herself.]