"Guards!" Marcus called out over the Doctor's thanks, holding him still till two very large and armed men arrived to grab a hold of the Doctor. With a bright grin, Marcus reached out and patted John's face, clearly much happier now they'd had this talk. "Get this one ready. After dinner, he'll be whipped 13 times."

Then, with a slight moment of thought, he cocked his head to the side and inspected the Doctor. "I suppose afterwards you can bind his arms and leave him in my room. I still have to finish our discussion." And, with that, Marcus retreated from the room, eager to find out what was going to be lunch today.