[ Easy to miss, really. He carries on so seriously. ]

Well, wouldn't you? Imagine going about your day and being screamed at for just passing through. Not to worry, we'll have a chat later, I'll set him right.

[ Despite the temperature outside and the manual labor they've engaged in, the Doctor has barely broken a sweat. Blessed Time Lord physiology. He doesn't think about it much except in this particular instance, he does genuinely wish he could help with the unpleasant conditions those amongst his group are currently grappling with. He'll come up with something. Maybe. Possibly. ]

I'm the Doctor, by the way.