The Time Lord’s mouth stood gaped, stepping backwards seeing the man literally lifted himself off his feet and hovered above him. That was something new yet he hadn’t the time to be fascinated as he was forced to observe Zod once more killing a vampire in front of him. He made a frown at the general’s violent temperament yet also a feeling on uneasiness set over him as he witnessed Zod shot beams from his eyes, reminding him of the ray of the Daleks’ guns save it burned and didn’t destroy immediately. The Doctor gave him a disapproving look “You didn’t have to do that” he stated in quiet anger but it quickly appeared to vanish as he pulled his fedora hat out, dusting it off and setting it on his head “Ah Krypton….terribly sorry to hear of it’s destruction…” The Doctor causally approached Zod sort of curious of his fellow alien; his hands stuffed deep in his pockets “I am the Doctor of Gallifrey…if I am not mistaken our peoples where quite similar technologically and socially…A general you say that accounts for your violent tendencies” The Doctor arched a brow at his finally words, to kneel. Oh dear he was too much like the Master “I beg your pardons General Zod I would prefer not to.” He said with a rather positive smile.