The Doctor eyes widen impossibly broad as he saw the man inject himself with adrenaline. He felt terribly concern as any compassionate being would for the suffering of another, adrenaline only when so far he was going to need serious medical attention. Instantly he moved to hold him steady, his mouth pulled into a deep seeded frown. This human was in terrible trouble, he couldn’t reject him “Of course my fellow…I’ll help you come on..” The Doctor stated as his incredible strong arms carefully eased the shivering male to his feet, pulling the man’s arm around his neck and holding it there as the other steady itself about his waist to guide him “Take you to my Tardis…I assure it is quite clean and then we will have a look at your wounds.”
He was half tempted just to pick him up and carry him being in the state that he was in but he decided this would be better. Once the doctor was comfortable he lead him further into the city, luckily the infamous blue box was not to far away. With care he shift himself a bit to free his arm to fletch out his key then unlocked the door, steering him into his ship. He didn’t usually let strangers in unless they were soon to be companions of his or in trouble and clearly Simon needed some help. The interior structure was indeed immaculate, pearl white walls, flooring and even the middle console was colored white. But he didn’t stop at the main control room, he lead through a door into the a seeming never ending corridor. The Doctor took a turn into a clean room with a Spartan styled bedding “Ah here we are…”