It’s still snowing….
“Ah.." He sits next to Steve, scanning over him with careful eyes. "I don’t understand why everyone’s pushin’ ya’, then." The Doctor leans back, hands clasping in his lap. "S’not as if it’s required of you to go out in the cold. Ye, it’s nice t’have a coffee out in the park on a wintry morning, but the fact of human life is that nothing is required. Do what y’like. You seem like a fine enough bloke to make your own decisions.”
"If folks need me, and I don’t go out there…"
"I uh…fight crime if you didn’t know…"