“Good idea my good man….rest and when you awake all will be well…by the way what is your name?” He offered him a gentle smile, pleased to see that the man could find rest without worry but he still had work to do. The Doctor when back into Simon’s bag and removed the suture kit.
Carefully he threaded the suture needle, easing the needle head in under the skin then tugged the flesh upwards before threading it through the top bit. Softly he hummed an enigmatic tone as he stitched up the unconscious man, smiling at his work “good work Doctor” he said complimented himself. The Time Lord rose from his seating, approaching a kind of sink set up in the medical room that they were in and washed the blood away that had gotten on his hands then dried them as he glanced back at the sleeping man. He gave him a mixed expression of pride and tenderness, humans always held a special place in his heart no matter what he said.