The Doctor's grip was tight around the memory extractor. For a moment it was unclear what he would do as he looked into the empty black eyes of Korst. His hand still shook with rage as he stared down the alien. Deep down the Doctor knew that his rage wasn't just because they had hurt Robin, it was fury born from long forgotten pain. The faces of companions he had lost were surfacing, images were burning inside his mind of those he never been able to save and their final moments.<br/><br/>He saw a crashing ship, a waitress falling to her death with an ugly cyborg, the dead body of a young woman in a black jacket covered in badges, two young adults crumpling as they were struck down by beams that lit up their whole skeletons, a pretty blonde shot through the heart as she blocked a bullet for a skinny man in blue, and of course the millions of Time Lords that screamed as they fell in the worst war there would ever be.<br/><br/>The Doctor reached out with the extractor... he was inches from locking it around Korst's head.<br/><br/>And then he felt Robin's hand on his wrist. He turned and looked at her and saw the pain she was in, but also the determination to save him from stooping to their level. The plea for him to be better than them.<br/><br/>"Humans," he spoke softly, a grim smile forming on his face. "How do you keep managing to surprise me?" The Doctor asked before throwing the device to the ground and stamping on it until it was nothing more than scraps and wires. He glared at Korst and took a step forwards, "If you manage to survive this you'll probably be disposed of by your own family. You'll be alone and wounded forever. Consider it a well learned lesson, that this is what happens when my enemies try to get through me through my friends."<br/><br/>"Come on. Let's leave him to his fate," the Doctor spoke before taking her hand and guiding her past Korst, who now seemed to realise that his arms had begun disintegrating rapidly.<br/><br/>He fumbled for his gun to try and take one last shot at the Doctor. He managed to wrap a fat hand around it and lifted it up to fire at the Doctor as he passed. He pulled down on the trigger, relishing his chance for vengeance, and then watched as the gun exploded in his face.<br/><br/>"Warned him," the Doctor said with a sigh as he opened the door for Robin. "I warned them all."