[The Doctor looks quite battered himself - his face is bruised, his shoulder is heavily bandaged, and his ribs are clearly wrapped beneath his shirt - but his smile is a gentle one.]

I'm afraid none of us have quite figured out how to do that yet.

[The smile fades, then, in favour of concern.] Are you all right? Our hospital's a tad crowded at the moment, but there's always room to be made.