"Really, Sweetie, who did this for you before I came along?" River reached for his backside.
He groaned. He threw his arm over his eyes. "Sarah did it once, and Jamie and I had to do it for each other." He groaned again.
"Yes, well, I can see that." River said, continuing with her task, "He's a lovely Scottish boy."
"He thought I made the whole thing up just to deny we were on an alien planet," the Doctor said. He flinched.
"Well," she grabbed and yanked, he bucked and yowled. "It wasn't exactly something within his worldview. He'd likely never seen anything like it before." She poked a finger on his bum, testing.
He whined.
"Stop squirming!" she demanded, pressing a hand on his shoulder to hold him down.
She grabbed one of the porcupine qulls and yanked.
"Ouch!" He turned and glared at her over his shoulder. "You're enjoying this too much."
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