Why shouldn’t I? You are nothing to me. What could I possibly gainfrom helping you?
"I’ll serve you. I’ll do whatever you want! Just don’t leave me. Not here- Oh God.. not here.”
"Don’t make me laugh.” the Doctor snorted. “I don’t need your services. What could I possibly need someone like you for?” he hissed, grabbing her jaw tightly for a moment and eyeing her pretty face. There was only one idea that came to mind, but he’d much rather leave her there, knowing she would suffer dire consequences. “You’ve a pretty face, but I’d much prefer to leave you for death.”
She looked at him in alarm, like a scared rabbit caught in a trap, as he grabbed her jaw. Should she tell him just how valuable she could be? There had to be a way to convince him. She couldn’t stay here. It would come for her and she’d suffer a fate ten times worse than death. Death- she could deal with…. having to see the one thing that makes even her tremble… “Please. I’ll be a good doggy. I’ll make an excellent pet. I can be both human and wolf simultaneously. I’m begging you. Anything you want.”