Darn it, Spike. He thought you were being super nice.

As for their charge, because there is no way on this planet or any other the Doctor will consider it to be their youngster, the odds of it doing them a favour are slim.

Spoken through clenched teeth, "Oh the little... Cephalopod!" The Doctor looks around wildly for it. "They are deceptively fast and they can jump quite high. Usually aiming for the throat."

From across the room he hears a snick and the room door is swinging open. "Oh no. Quick, after it!"