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He only looks slightly odd, just a bit out of place. More like a person wearing tux to a football match than an alien. He’s old. He should be green and wrinkled, like Yoda or something, even if they'd never met before today Amy would know this. He'd seemed older than Churchill today. Besides, that kiss on the forehead had bypassed paternal and went right to grandfatherly.
This almost-normalness makes him more alien than if he looked like a withered green apple or had two heads.
But it shouldn't surprise her; the box he came in is exactly the same.
This almost-normalness makes him more alien than if he looked like a withered green apple or had two heads.
But it shouldn't surprise her; the box he came in is exactly the same.
