[ Well, good, because the Doctor wouldn't put up with being pummeled. He'd fight back, one way or another. Better this way.

Not that he'd say he's giving in. But Pyro is being stupid, and he's sick and tired of this crap. ]

She's really gone.

[ And with that, and a sniff as he presses his lips together, he brushes past Pyro to get back to his workshop. The tea can wait. ]

So there's no point in you staying here.