The Doctor watched as the two hybrids crumpled to the ground passively, shrugging. His facial expression changed after being shot in the knee once again, screeching and falling to the ground in pain. He smiled through clenched teeth. "I would rather die before I told you how to fix her! But I will tell you this though. She can't remember anything. All she sees is the prince now, not you. She won't even recognize your face. She's the perfect servant, obedient and not  harboring any thoughts. I suppose you could say she's...  A puppet."<br/><br/>He stared laughing again, wanting to see the wolf's response.