Okay, not much for small talk. That's okay.

[ The Doctor tries to crab walk backwards away from the creature. But he's not fast enough. The claws slice through his jacket and shirt easily, raking across his chest, slicing skin and eliciting a howl of pain from him. ]

Now wait. Wait just a minute.

[ He holds a hand up to the Wendigo, hoping to hold it off or at least slow it down. ]

I can help you. Just wait. Really, you don't have to go through with this.