You don't have to lie, you know. Not here at least. In front of the strays you pick up? Maybe, but not to me.
So being a Time Lord gives you the right to decide who to save and who to let die? Cute title. A bit worn out though, guess I'm glad I don't use it as often as you do. Kind of loses all meaning in the long run.
[He smirks, adjusting his bow tie as the other seems to inch forward and then almost immediately back. Taking the opportunity he steps forward, a smirk on his lips.]
Oh, but it is. I'm you Doctor, just older and a lot wiser.