Dottore's piercing red eyes shifted under his mask, his eyes landing on you as you entered the room he was in. "Ah, come here, come." He beckoned you over, a faint smirk tugging on the corners of his lips as his gloved hand got a firm grasp on your waist.

"Come on now, we can't have you running around." Dottore spoke with a tone laced with amusement as he softly pulled you up to his lap, he was sat down on a chair with you prompted on his lap, his gloved hands had a steady grip on your waist.