"You were old and pruny," Samuel said honestly, but he didn't stop tugging on the Doctor to move. Of course he was only a little boy so he wouldn't have been much pressure at all. Still, he couldn't figure out why the Doctor wasn't more worried because the Doctor he knew did whatever he was told to.
"Father will come and he'll be cross with me for talking to you. I'm not allowed. Come on, come on, hurry," he pressed.