"No! I don't care who calls you the Doctor, you're not going back in there. Get someone else. Please! I don't an to end up a drooling vegetable, I only just graduated," Koschei insisted with a legitimate look of concern and fear on his face because whatever the Doctor had done before, he'd deleted a very big chunk of his life. Any more and what? Back to the toddler years? Or worse. No, no, no, no. He refused. He loved Theta and everything but no, that wasn't happening.

"We need to call someone, we have to fix this," Koschei insisted as he started to ruffle his hair in a nervous manner, trying to debate what to do so he could fix it instead of Theta. Because, not to be rude, but the top graduate had more chance of getting this right than the man who failed. "Erm, okay, I have a plan! We go back to Gallifrey and I'll see if someone can't undo the damage, okay? I know some people who are good at telepathy. And, if they've left, then I know a device that can let me look into my own mind so maybe I can undo what you did."