(In this POV you were currently the 2nd harbinger "Dottore")

One evening as you were in your lab, Pantalone came in, all bruised up since he just got in a fight with traveler

IL Dottore(you):"My, aren't you a mess. We better get you cleaned up." You lift up your mask showing your cocky smile to him

He comes closer to you as he puts his face closer to yours, he grips your coat so tightly

Pantalone:"Are you fussing over me, doctor? ♥" Pantalone also had that cocky grin