"I believe you, alright," the Doctor answered. I think. Oh, I wish I didn't; that would make this all the more simple. "And I might understand. You were an angel - an asexual angel, but looked mostly male - and somehow you became pregnant and can't turn back until the baby's born. I can understand the basics, I just..."

He looked up at the sky. For once, the British sky was not clouded over with rain, but bright and blue. "It's hard when you find your whole way of thinking was, to all intents and purposes, wrong."

He smiled weakly at Uriel. "I just need to think about this."