[While that had hurt, the pain had only been a dull ache. With the thoughts of the pain that was rampant in his last memories, he was sure he was in better shape than he had any right to be.

Lockon recognised that voice, though, and looked at the Doctor. He blinked in confusion, and tried to respond, but all that came out of unused vocal cords was a croak. He frowned and swallowed dryly, before trying again.]

Doc... [His voice was hoarse and weak, but he persevered.] Doc...tor?