Yet another laugh. "No, well, he wouldn't." Hell, even Rose would be pretty shocked and determined to prove he wasn't the real Robin Hood, because of course, how could he be!?

Gods, she had wanted to be able to chat about the Doctor like this since forever. Since Sarah Jane's offer, and since she started dimension-hopping even more. She couldn't tell Mickey nine-tenths of the things she wanted to, she learned that well before the Doctor regenerated, and being hung up on him an entire universe sealed away still wasn't enough.

"Did he just get new ones?" she tilted her head, wondering how he could tell the color, and why it mattered anymore than ginger hair. Weirdo alien. "He wanted ginger hair, still have no idea why. He gets all cute and pouty about it though," Rose grinned.