Well, at least if they had to die, they wouldn’t do it alone. Even if the Master made things difficult, as he always did, the Doctor didn’t believe he wanted that either, dying without friends. Or, in his case, an audience. Or dying at all, which oddly enough the Doctor could also agree with. He didn’t really fancy dying himself if there was another option. In that aspect he wasn’t very different from the average human.
The Doctor frowned at Vala and Eva’s hurry to sacrifice themselves. Humans were odd like that – either they wanted absolutely nothing to do with dying or they went the other extreme and were tripping over themselves to get killed in what was probably a kamikaze attack. At least they were weighing what options they had first. He had to give both humans that. He lifted a finger, about to interject that blowing up the mothership was probably a moot point because it was either going to do that on its own or it was going to lock itself in that moment between seconds, twisting and untwisting in on itself and maybe he could have given a straight answer if he was more familiar with Sobek’s technology.
“I don’t think it’s a question of if they’ll blow up,” the Doctor was going to be decidedly vaguely about that point. As for Jamie's question... "Because we're going to take Daniel Jackson back with us and I don't think he'd want to do with with that thing inside him, do you?"
He turned back to Eva and Vala, still trying to decide which of the two wanted to martyr themselves more. He frowned.
"I'd rather neither of you dies, you know. There has to be a way to stop him during the transfer. Is there a way to, oh, I don't know, stasis lock the symbiote or paralyze it in its natural state?" At this point, he had run out of second chances for the Crocodile God himself, so he was even open to the symbiote being paralyzed and left to flop around on the floor with his doomed ships, for however long that lasted. The biggest issue in his mind was securing a symbiote-less Daniel and then getting off-planet.
sorry it's late guys
The Doctor frowned at Vala and Eva’s hurry to sacrifice themselves. Humans were odd like that – either they wanted absolutely nothing to do with dying or they went the other extreme and were tripping over themselves to get killed in what was probably a kamikaze attack. At least they were weighing what options they had first. He had to give both humans that. He lifted a finger, about to interject that blowing up the mothership was probably a moot point because it was either going to do that on its own or it was going to lock itself in that moment between seconds, twisting and untwisting in on itself and maybe he could have given a straight answer if he was more familiar with Sobek’s technology.
“I don’t think it’s a question of if they’ll blow up,” the Doctor was going to be decidedly vaguely about that point. As for Jamie's question... "Because we're going to take Daniel Jackson back with us and I don't think he'd want to do with with that thing inside him, do you?"
He turned back to Eva and Vala, still trying to decide which of the two wanted to martyr themselves more. He frowned.
"I'd rather neither of you dies, you know. There has to be a way to stop him during the transfer. Is there a way to, oh, I don't know, stasis lock the symbiote or paralyze it in its natural state?" At this point, he had run out of second chances for the Crocodile God himself, so he was even open to the symbiote being paralyzed and left to flop around on the floor with his doomed ships, for however long that lasted. The biggest issue in his mind was securing a symbiote-less Daniel and then getting off-planet.