She finds him in the basement of Henrik’s, wrapped up tightly in a bedsheet, looking ever so alone. But instead of running, Rose takes him by the hand, calms him. She only wants to help. She has no idea that she may have just saved him.
He can’t remember who he is, but that’s no matter. As he warms up to her, and accepts her help, she discovers he is disarmingly charming, and brimming with the strangest, most fascinating stories she’s ever heard. Not that she entirely believes them all. They’re just a bit too fantastical, although he insists they’re all true.
inds him some clothes in the racks of the basement, but he insists on the green velvet frock coat from the Christmas display in storage. Rose doesn’t argue, but helps him strip the dummy and fit him in his strange suit.
She wonders what happened to him as he wanders off, saying something about needing to find a blue police box. She finds herself wondering, too, if she’ll ever see him again…