The camera flickered on, both people unfazed by the flash.

Toby sighed when the Doctor started to talk. He'd been here for such a long time, and he hadn't been let out yet. It was eating away at him. He was making progress right? Well, why couldn't he be released?

"Toby?" Dr Charles asked.

Toby's attention snapped to the Doctor, "Yes?"

"I asked you what you want to do when you get out of here."

Toby paused a bit, to think. He knew exactly what he wanted to do, but that's what he wanted to do before he became a Proxy, and he was trying let go of his past. "I don't think it's the correct answer."

The blonde female's eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"It's the same thing I wanted when I was like fifteen? Maybe younger. I think I've always wanted it to be fair." Toby answered.

Charles smiled, "No, no, Toby that's okay to have the same aspiration." she paused, "Do you mind sharing it with me?"

Toby sighed, "It's stupid." he mumbled. "Just, the normal life, really. A job, a partner, maybe a family. If that's the case, I don't really mind who would work and who would stay at home. You know, just happiness." Toby explained, "What everyone just seems to take advantage of nowadays. I just want a normal family, life and job."

The Doctor nodded, "That's a good aspiration, Toby. It shows that you want to be apart of society."

"I know, but in a way, it's also a way of redeeming my last name, as well." Toby said, "So, that'd be nice too."

Samantha nodded, "I think that's session over." she smiled.

"But I just got here?" Toby said, confused.

"And I believe it's session over."

"But-" Toby was cut off by the guard coming in and escorting him out.