This is what you call cuffing
The human Doctor had stayed silent listening to Owen in the beginning. He had sense what Owen was doing wasn’t going to help one bit. Though, he figured it might have a chance to work.
This epical situation was happening to fast. It had gone past the bench mark that he can’t turn it around. The planet of Earth was on his hands and he had no way to stop it.
He had the planned to use telepathic ability. But that was very dangerous. He could be caught in that status and that would simply end it. He was supposed to be Earth’s hope.
Honest, Rose meant more to him than this planet. The Doctor would save Rose over the planet Earth if it came to that choice. It seemed it was coming to that. The thought of destruction of Earth saving one Earth girl was it.
He had gone through all the alien rubble that Torchwood had. He had techno hatchets, sockets, blocks, screws, bolts, energy pulsar, blamsa hygiene stuff, wires, motors and all sorts of alien stuff he had in the other room.
He had wanted to make his own sonic screwdriver but he had to avoid that because he had no time to make that because he had to make the pulsar shift ripper thingy for the head. It had suppose to shift in a person’s mind but he hadn’t have put together yet. It’s taking ages and he doesn’t have ages.
Than the Doctor eyes narrowed on the pill going on Toshiko’s tongue. The wheels started to turn in the Doctor’s head. “Dreams in Universes!”
“HA!” he laughed at loud. "Dreams are said to be another dimension or universe. The mind," he started wiggle fingers about his head. "The mind is sophisticated machine. Earth people had only touched a mere 3% of understanding. Sorry, so sorry to say that but there is much more you won’t get. Even us Time---“ he cringed when he stopped himself. “I mean, er. . . I…my….er never mind,” he said angrily. He hated himself now. Being a stupid human and missing the traveling in space and time. “That no one is not that good. . . I am close being fantastic.”
He put a hand on Owen’s shoulder, “Allow me to explain. The mind goes in a hibernation node as sleeping. There are likes these juices in the mind that flows about and puts the mind on sleep. They say, there is a node of sort in the mind that allows you to go in universe of thingy. . . Drugs, meditations and herbs help to this process,” he held his hands out and waving them about as he talked. “Native Indians in North America Continent where that close perfecting it,” he had inched his right thumb and index to show how close. Well, he had them together. “They had almost perfecteded and stupid Christians had to come along and kill that tribe off,” he had a very look in his eyes.
“Oi,” he leaped up and pulled his hair back. “So, that means. . . means. . . “ he got walking around with his hands in his hair. “Oh come out. Come on!”