The 11th Doctor was looking at him. "Yes I am the 11th, regenration does tend to be random," He replied. "I'm not a kid," He looked serious. "And this is not a toy, its a useful device." he replied quite proudly.
He looked to the Daleks "Be quiet would you! I'm talking."
The time lord still had his sonic screwdriver pointed at them, He was trying to distract them while he got the sonic onto the right setting.

"Ah 1200 and something I cant remember really." The Eleventh Doctor. "I'm so old now." He said. The time lord grinned when he found the setting "Ah huh brillinat." he activated it and pointed it at them. It made a loud irratiating noise.
"Now are you going to retreat or do I have to resort to more drasistic measures." He was hoping the noise would mess up their focus. The 11th Doctor had moved out of the way when they fired thier lasers.