"Down Vixen, I'm a Time Lord, not a piece of meat," the Doctor replied to Robin before looking back over his shoulder at Strax. "Nice shooting Strax. Now put down the gun before you blow us all up."<br/><br/>"Sir, I am a Sontaran warrior. I am perfectly capable of firing this weapon without endangering my comrades," Strax grumbled, locking and loading the weapon with a loud click. The gun hummed threateningly as the power cells inside it prepared to fire again.<br/><br/>"Strax, you're a nurse, you heal the wounded and the sick and have very few opportunities to let out your inner warrior, you're a ticking time bomb when you've got a gun," the Doctor warned as he looked back and fourth between Strax and the road. "Plus, your eyes need testing. You clearly have perception problems."<br/><br/>"What?" Strax cried with outrage. "Sir! My vision is perfect! I am able to blast the wart off the backside of an Absorbaloth from six hundred feet away!"<br/><br/>"I'm not talking about your aim. I'm talking about how you haven't noticed the small boy has been hiding under your seat," the Doctor replied before nodding to the small boy with messy hair that stared up at the Doctor with a guilty look on his innocent little face. "Harry, your mothers are going to kill me."