The Doctor stared at the crumpled old fellow, grim, sad, and not nearly angry enough. It seemed that once again, his tragedy was to be broadcast, his grief brought to the surface. His anonymity compromised. Still, he didn't try to break free.

In fact, bar his expression, he didn't react at all. He'd deal with this later, if the man survived. Instead, he half turned again. "Well?! Medic! Come on, one of you has to know something!" He almost called them apes. Perhaps not as calm as he wanted after all.