The Doctor gave her another long look. "I'm the Doctor. You're the Slayer. I think we may have no room to throw stones about names. Besides, not old. Well, my age. The level of patheticness rather depends on how sane he is. It goes from, can't pull of quite what he wanted to, but still doing quite a bit of damage. Through very, very scary and keeps coming back. To, thank goodness he's on my side now."