"No, they're human just like you. Just because they're different doesn't make them monsters and chances are that they want nothing more than to live their lives without men like you trying to take that away from them! They deserve the right to live a normal and happy life, just as much as anyone else.", the Doctor hisses, his temper getting the best of him. He's let his temper get the best of him, but after years of dealing with humans in particular it's things like this that still get to him.
He struggles a little in the younger man's grip when the technician comes in, the orange tint to his blood enough to hint that they're not quite dealing with a fellow human. "Good luck with that.", he murmurs bitterly, rubbing his arm when he's finally released.
He looks back to his cellmate once they're alone again, sighing as he takes his seat once more. "I guess that leaves us back at square one, doesn't it?", he asks softly, this time examining the cell closely. He could ezcape, but there's no way the other will come with...and he's not willing to simply leave him behind.