The Doctor made a face as she talked, sort of mimicking her little lecture in an unfavourable manner, although really those sorts of comments just reminded him of the old days. "They're clean, but I haven't even opened the dust-buster yet, so nothing's contaminated, thanks!" he told her, a little know-it-all tone to his voice.
He gave a little squeak as she shoved him into the chair, but somehow managed to stay reasonably still as she did her medical work on his neck. "Nice tie," he commented, scrunching up his nose as he smiled at her. "You always did have a habit of stealing my clothes!" he reminded her. "Mmm, I think people will be too scared to ask, eh?" he grinned, hopping back off the stool as she finished up. "Thankyou!" he said in a little sing-song; left to his own devices the wound would probably have been infected after a couple of days. It was certainly good to have people around to look out for him, again, even with silly little things like vampire bites.