"I suppose that would be-" It's good that Wrathion moves to hurry him along, because even given the obvious danger, he does have a tendency to linger. It's rather his siren call, the danger, the pull of it. But he supposes his companion is right and they ought to be going.

"-wise." The Doctor just barely manages to jerk back out of the way of the knife. A close call, yes, but one that still gives him a bit of a thrill. "Don't want us messing about with that ledger, perhaps. Okay, point taken!" He calls out to...whomever is messing about.

But they have the ledger, regardless, and any bit of information they can manage to find at the moment is invaluable.