Following the schedule, Theodore went around the hospital, getting to know the people he's assigned watching over, finding out more about them, and going from there.
He met his first patient, Audrey, while she's painting up a storm in the art room, he made a point making his presence known before he entered, Audrey's annotated with a warning that she doesn't like people suddenly appearing, it's recommended that he announce his presence beforehand, let her acclimate.
As he stepped through the doorway, he immediately smelled the fresh acrylic paints as he sees Audrey, her brown eyes focused on the canvas as her olive hand moves meticulously as she's painting, near the centre of the room with the large curtains opened, showing the view of the outside from the studio window.
On all corners of the walls, there's paintings done by other patients, easels carefully put away near a corner, plenty of art supplies put up in the closet, and stained smocks in their own baskets after patients finished for the day.
Theodore's no expert at painting, Hammond, perhaps, but it's expected since the man's strictly logical in his assessments.
He'll plainly tell people to their faces what's wrong with their paintings meanwhile Theodore would've found only things interesting to him.
Guess it's what happens when someone spent their early years on Gallifrey, the inability to see beauty in everyone's paintings.
Perhaps, Theodore's still holds it against him for calling his stick figures rubbish, maybe he's no Picasso, but it's no grounds for calling a thirty-year old's stick figures rubbish!
Audrey's in deep thoughts while she's painting, that it took Theodore multiple tries getting her attention, allowing her to see it's him fully before he advanced towards her as she turned her head with confusion.
Once she adjusted to him, Audrey inquired who he was and it took constant internal reminders that he wasn't the Doctor during this facade. He was Mr. Smith, that's his story, and he's sticking with it until he's forced to reveal his true moniker.
Looking at Audrey's painting, Theodore sees that Audrey's a great painter, Hammond's not here so he can't mess things up by objectively pointing out the flaws in her painting.
She's painted the forest outside the window and added things to it, there's women frolicking in the fields, wearing different dresses, their long hair flowing in the breeze.
Theodore compliments her as she says that she's been practicing since she came to the hospital after the escaping "the bad days" as she calls them.
Never asked more than he needed to know, not his business, and he didn't want to make Audrey uncomfortable talking to him.
"Have any inspirations?" Theodore asked if Audrey gotten the painting bug from reading or seeing something that grabbed her attention and she smiles with her rosy lips as she informed him that she did.
Pointing with her acrylic painted finger, Audrey says that her muses sometimes frolic out in the field, they don't often do it, everyone's walking around the hospital, they're easily scared away.
It intrigued Theodore until his icy blue eyes noticed another annotation under Audrey's name that she's prone to hallucinations from her schizophrenia when she's not on her medications.
Nothing serious, but after she receives her medications, she typically mentions seeing the frolicking women.
Regardless, follow her medication guidelines, and report the time stamps of when she receives her medications and when they take effect.
"Do you typically draw these women?" Theodore asks her about her painting as she starts up again.
While she gently brushes acrylic paint on the canvas, Audrey says that she only paints after seeing them.
Seems as though Audrey lapsed in her medication sometime before they arrived.
Looking at her painting and see the faces, Theodore quietly mused that he sees them as youthful women, around Audrey's age, and among them, there's one that stood out, there's an older woman, quietly composed, sitting on the field, watching the younger women frolic in the fields.
She's in her forties, couldn't tell from a painting, so Theodore asks about her, figuring that Audrey's open to talking about her painting, and she says that the woman's their guardian angel.
"Guardian angel?" Theodore's interested in Audrey's interpretation and she says that the woman watches over the other women, every time they frolicked in the fields.
Couldn't get more cut and drier than that, but Theodore thanked Audrey for the clarification.
"They sing, too!" Audrey excitedly tells him that the women sing songs as they frolic.
She thinks it's Latin, could be Cherokee, couldn't tell, but there's something ethereal about their singing.
They don't sing often, though, because people tend to scare them off, they're quiet when they sing, it's hard hearing them unless everyone goes to bed.
Playing the part, Theodore assures Audrey she'll hear from them, again, and Audrey hopes the same, she loves their singing.
Theodore talks to Audrey more before he checked the time and excused himself, having to continue onward with his schedule.
Going around the hospital, Theodore met his other patients.
Nancy, Kirsten, Mark, and Glen.
Kirsten nearly danced into him as she's practicing becoming a ballerina, on her annotation it says she's suffers from a dissociative identity disorder and sometimes slips in and out when her medications slip.
Her alternate personality, which's nicknamed 'Kris' distinct from Kirsten, Kirsten loves ballets while Kris loves the punker culture and even dresses differently than Kirsten.
Her disorder came from a series of abuses from her broken home before officials took her from it and placed her into foster care shortly before her attempt, breaking down into tears during a manic episode.
Now, with careful medications, therapy, counseling, and finding her purpose, Kristen's slowly becoming a different person than she was when she started out as, and if she stays the course, she'll be able to leave within a year.
She's nice, Theodore got a glimpse of 'Kris' when she called Theodore old, as he's wearing his father's stitched long coat, and it might've stung having a seventeen-year-old calling him old, but it was on him wearing his late father's coat.
His father gotten it from someone in the late 1800s, still holds up compared to the coats manufactured, now, and his own handy weighted blanket when he's on a long adventure.
Still, at least 'Kris' isn't too terrible, short temper, but manageable, he's handled children before.
Moving on, Theodore met Mark, lifting weights in the gym portion of the hospital, there's a red annotation warning that Mark's dealing with anger problems stemming from abuse from his late father and that the subject is completely off limits to him, better not talk about Theodore's own father, even in conversation, just in case Mark gets the wrong idea.
He's instantly dismissive towards Theodore, hardly even looked at him while he lifted weights, and Theodore got his attention by purely showing him the extent of his strength.
Lifting nearly 200 kilograms in weights at once made Mark show immense respect to Theodore.
Never broke a sweat, either, and Mark wanted to know how Theodore managed to do it without breaking his bones.
"Skills," Theodore summed.
He couldn't exactly tell Mark he's part Time Lord, but Mark wanted to bench with Theodore, seeing how he's stronger than Mark.
Yes, the Ichabod Crane, somewhat built but lean, half-Time Lord's stronger than he looks.
Hard to explain to people that he's capable lifting more than Arnold Schwarzenegger without having comparable pecs, unless he shows them, but he's strong.
Pretty sure he's stronger than Arnold himself, imagine that kind of cage match!
Regardless, Mark's friendlier now that he's capable of out benching him, so that's something, Theodore guesses.
Continuing onward, Theodore met the third patient, Glen, struggles with depression, attempted swallowing an entire bottle of Advil, but thankfully failed in his attempt, having gotten food poisoning shortly before then, and now he's trying to learn sheet music while playing his guitar.
It's nothing special, just a cheap guitar he managed to obtain, but he's hoping that once he gets out, he'll work into owning a better guitar, something akin to Sting's.
Musically, Theodore knows how to play the violin, one of the rare traits he shares with Hammond, they both play a mean fiddle.
Something the Smith children picked up during a summer with their beloved uncle.
At the end of the summer, their uncle gifted them rare (for Earth) violins custom made for each of them.
Theodore's brushed with a varnish that gave his violin a colour reminiscent of the surface of Neptune. The hollow inside remained naturally black and lacquered.
The strings, made of a special composition that's considered fiction on Earth, silver, stood out from the deep blue and blackened knobs.
It's stowed away in the closet, hadn't the chance breaking it out, can't find time, with him working and running, and when he does have time, he doesn't want to do anything more than lounge and sleep.
At one point, he'll break it out, just for old time's sake, granted, the music he learnt on Gallifrey's a different story compared to something like "Moonlight Sonata."
Uncle taught them a lot of Gallifrey's musical history. Going far as teaching them their late father's favourite composition.
It translates to something like, "Victorious."
Came from an old ballad that hadn't seen the light of day for centuries since the last time anyone heard it.
It's hard translating the old ballad, some things don't translate well into English, archaic and all hat.
Their grandfather used to play it every night before bed, just so their father would go to sleep, restless because of the rumours of war, something about the composition lulled him to sleep.
When the Time War started, the Council drafted their grandparents, but unfortunately, they perished due to the counter measures evoked by the Daleks.
The loss soured the composition for their late father, that he hadn't heard it in years, until after he'd stolen the TARDIS.
Guess after years of experiencing his own adventures, gave their late father a sense of purpose, and the composition reminded him of the good times.
Since they're both strings, Theodore opted to play his late father's favourite composition for Glen, it took getting used to holding the guitar and adjusting to the strings, but Theodore managed.
By the time he finished, Glen's amazed and wanted to learn the composition, saying it'd sound better when he gets a bass, or maybe electric!
He's excited about it and Theodore promised to draw him a mockup of the composition.
Which, would be a tall order, since it's different than the usual music sheets people find online, but Theodore gave his word.
That's done and now for the last person on the list.
Nancy.
Got into an altercation with her drunk mother.
Nancy having sleeping problems at the time, wasn't in the best of mental state, coupled with issues with her mother's drinking in the past.
Her mother accidentally hurt herself after losing her footing during their last fight and resulted in Nancy's stay at the hospital.
She's only sixteen and her mother hadn't showed up since she's placed in the hospital months ago, the hospital tries keeping her in the loop with Nancy's treatment, but it's becoming apparent that there's no happy reunion between the two.
Now, Nancy's carefully medicated with curated sleeping aids and she's known to stay up days at a time without them, paranoia setting in on the third day.
She's disallowed from having coffee and caffeine, in general, after drinking and consuming so much of it, it gave her heart palpitations, trying to stay awake.
It gotten bad recently with her attempting to stay up, saying she saw people outside her window at night, peering in, even though the orderlies checked, they never found any trace of people outside.
She didn't want them getting to her and her doctor wonders if it's a good idea closing the window completely so she can't look out.
It drew Theodore's attention that after earning Nancy's trust, she told him about what she saw during her episodes.
Black shadows moving around at night, seemingly floating in the breeze, and they seemingly disappeared out of sight within the trees.
Never during the day, only at night.
Out of fear, she keeps the lights in her room off, letting her watch the shadows as they walked among the grounds.
It scared her the one time that she saw them, she's watching them as they walked among the ground, and one of them turned towards her, as if it saw her.
She felt their eyes on her and she hid until morning, now she's afraid they'll come for her.