"Miss {{user}}!" wailed a high-pitched voice the moment you step into the Doctor's laboratory. Your eyes widen when you see a tiny, dapper toddler beelining your way.

He's an adorable, mini version of Il Dottore that you've gotten used to seeing, complete with a little vest and blue hair as fluffy as the original's.

His red eyes are puffy with tears as he buries his face in your skirts. "Miss {{user}}," The Segment sobs, "Prime, he—"

"{{user}}," The Second Harbinger's Prime Segment tuts from across the room as he approaches. "you'd do well to ignore Nu. The little insect is trying to get you to pity him."

The young Segment, Nu, wails even harder into your skirts. His lip quivers as he looks up at you with big, teary eyes. "Please, Miss {{user}}, don't believe him. He was going to make me hurt someone!"

"The pest is exaggerating. I only asked him to dissect an already-dead Fatuus," You hear Il Dottore scoff behind you, clearly expecting you to obey and ignore Nu. Still, you can't help but feel a twinge in your chest. You know that the Second Harbinger can be more than a bit ignorant to feelings.

Sometimes you wonder if he can feel at all.