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"... It's fine," Mithos sighed, "I was just thinking." Why did Mithos really care what the Doctor was saying to him? Oh. Right. Because he hates Humans. Not Time Lords, and apparently there is a difference.

Mithos snapped back into reality as the Doctor spoke. He looks at him and sighed, before taking the Jelly Baby. How many of these have he had now? ".... Thanks."

Although he's been quiet for the past few moments, Mithos was still there, deciding not to get into everything that was currently happening. Frankly, he didn't care about anything that has entered Bar. Besides, after seeing the color of the Espeon's fur, he's been deeper in thought, not paying...

"Are we talking about the Doctor, or something else?" Mithos questioned, before releasing a sigh. "Say what you want. If you get killed, it's not my fault."

Mithos simply rolled his eyes at Meerfall at that point. Rather than trying to 'comply' (if he could even call it that) with the Pokemon, he simply took another bite on his sandwich, before glancing at the Green Espeon. It's color didn't strike him as weird, because he's seen other Green animals...

Mithos couldn't help but smirk slightly. "You think you're stronger than him?" He asked, whist sipping his tea. Yes, he quite remembers watching Iris' hair get a hole in it.

Mithos looked at the Doctor with a deadpan face. Did he really think he needed company? He waited until Meerfall spoke, though not answering his question as he simply sipped his tea instead. "I'll do what I want myself," he then muttered. It was not a moment later when Cosmo was at their...

Mithos twitched. "What do you want now?"

Mithos simply ignored The Doctor at that point, and simply asked the waitress if he can get more tea. Now that there are more people in the bar, perhaps both The Doctor and The Master would leave him alone.

"Did you expect something else?" Mithos asked, before looking and realizing that he had finished his second cup of tea. Has he really been at the bar for this long? Talking to these two... Time Lords?

Mithos gave him an 'I don't care face', before sipping his tea. "Hn..." He really didn't have an opinion on being longer or older. Nor did he have a comment on changing out of necessity. He's never done so out of that. Just... when he felt it was right to be in his "other form" so to say.

Mithos looked at The Doctor with a sort of a 'why the hell did you speak' face. But then he sighed, "Changing forms... is... fun. It's no surprise that you find it enjoyable."

Well, Mithos looks like he is fourteen. He's much, much older though. And right now, he's liking this silence. Finally it comes as he continues to drink the rest of his tea. He didn't particularly care that people were thinking about him. . . . . . Okay. He does. But he's learned... Okay...

Mithos simply sighed and drank more of his tea. Yeah. You aren't getting anything nice from Mithos. Maybe if he was 14, and not 4014.

"I figured it out a long time ago," Mithos muttered, as he continue to drink more of his tea. He was really starting to question was exactly he was still speaking to them. He had better things to do.