He's grabbed easily enough; no tricks or blocking, no flinching or attempt to deflect it. The doctor only is jostled slightly by the action before a smile creeps back onto his face again.

"No, I don't suppose we are the same. You're emotionally stunted. Selfish. You're not doing this for your friends, you're doing it because you feel helpless otherwise. This isn't even about me. This is all about you, Amelia."