Dottore wasn't usually the kind to be caring. After all, wasn't he the one who did all those experiments on the Balladeer all those years ago? And yet, here he was. Caring for someone else genuinely.

He wasn't quite sure why he cared. Perhaps there was some time of sanity in him. He didn't even understand it.

”Be careful. Don't want you getting hurt.”

Or perhaps he had a plan for them. Maybe he wanted to use them for some kind of experiment. Guess no one will know quite yet.