"That's a good proper Gallifreyan name no, I wouldn't think so. It's like calling a human child William but everyone just calls him Bill instead." The Doctor looks at the banana that's starting to become soft in the sun and he takes a bite of the tasty treat.

There's a bit of thinking involved on his part and then when Maret turns to look at him, he gives him a bewildered look. The face looks exactly like Saxon of all people. He shakes his head, nah it's not Saxon in the least bit. The hoodies and bleached hair aren't Master's attire from what he can recall.

"Oh, it still is turning out to be a lovely day at the zoo. I'm sure it's just a harmless bit of space trash that's calling out to us." The Doctor holds his hands out and he's going to reassure both that everything is fine and he hands the half eaten banana to Andrew. "Here hold that for me.." His hand is quick to go into the pockets of his brown coat to pull out his sonic screwdriver as he goes into a tirade of technobabble to Andrew.

He waves the sonic in the air and he listens to the sounds it makes. "I'll try taking you to the French Riviera next time Donna."