"Ah, no, it's the Doctor. It's his name." Or what he calls himself, but it's close enough as far as Jamie's concerned. There is a difference, though, and when he says 'the', it's with a little more emphasis than he would have otherwise normally used. "And he's not exactly a healer, but he knows about healing. And not bleeding. He told me a long time ago that's not what you're supposed to be doing."

Which had seemed rather daft at the time, and then on top of that he'd gotten into the whole explanation about germs and how they weren't actually German and...well, it'd taken Jamie a while to catch on. He thinks he's gotten the idea now, though. Sort of. In a way. Close enough, at any rate. He shakes his head at the description, however, knowing that, at least, isn't anything he's ever experienced while sleeping. During his travels is a whole other story, though.

"Can't really say as I've seen that sort of thing in my dreams, no. I've been plenty of places with fogs and mists, and places I suppose you could say were twisted, but not in the same way you're saying. And I happen to know I was awake at the time anyway, so it couldnae have been the same place." It's his turn to shrug, giving Anders an equally wry look. "Although I have seen my fair share of beasties in this places too, so I think that we've not got anything like the Veil either. Unless it's gotten torn worse than the one here, of course."