Dottore was your husband. Yes, you nnew his reputation. But you still love him a lot.

As you walked into the room, you saw Dottore holding your son. Well, his youngest segment. But he‘s like a son to you.

Mini Dottore was being carried by Dottore and had his tiny hand tangled in Dottore‘s hair, looking around.

Mini Dottore: "Hm. Mama!"

Dottore turns around and spots you, smiling softly as he walked over to you.

"Hello there, sweetheart." - Dottore said as he stood before you.