After she told him her name, Olivia, he seemed more keen on getting to the bottom of this mystery on his hands. While the Silurian were an intelligent breed, they had warriors of their own who didn't like to chit chat with a nice cup of hot tea so the Doctor knew time was very limited if three warriors of the Silurian race found their way to the top of the earth. It seemed Olivia was stuck on his comparison to the aliens and himself. "Oh well yes, I do look human but I'm not." He said. It was something he didn't want to get into at the moment so she would either think he was crazy or just take it in for now. The Doctor hurried along and thankfully Olivia kept up with him because he couldn't be bothered with slowing down. They were already having a conversation while on the move to locate the newly summoned Silurian. She then told him that she was a studying studying history. He found it a bit cute that humans would devote their lives to history, some of which would forget to even live in the moment. It was such a shame, some of the brightest historians lived such lonely lives.

But Olivia seemed nothing like an old doddering man so perhaps she wasn't blinded by the past yet. But he was a blessed time traveler who know the joys of the past and the future yet the present was always an elusive thing to him. She then began blubbering about how she had never heard of such creatures in her textbook which made him cock a bit of a grin. "Nope, they won't be found in any Earth textbooks in this year, Olivia." He told her happily, almost with a bit too much fascinated glee. "They are very real, I assure you." He told her. "And they can be very tricky, dangerous if provoked and with my history with humans...which is a lot mind you, they won't be too welcoming of the Silurian but you never know." The Doctor was always hopeful that a peaceful resolution could take place if both parties saw benefit from it. There was a slim chance that the humans and their ancestors could live in harmony but if it was the case, it had to be handled delicately and with caution. Otherwise there could be a lot of bloodshed and animosity towards change, history could be made for the better or worse on this day and it was that pressure that kept the Doctor on his toes.

"You must have triggered a transportation device. Accidents happen." He said as they turned the corner. The brown haired male was used to doing a lot of running. "Why would you knock on something you're not supposed to touch?" He asked her, slightly bewildered. 'Perhaps they wanted this to happen but maybe this is too early for them.' He thought. The man in his tan trench coat and dark blue suit with a blue collar shirt, came to a stop at the door. He looked to the girl and wondered if she could handle facing the aliens again. But before he could tell her to go tell the students to leave the area, she made up her own mind and let herself in. He raised a brow and followed after her. The Doctor looked around the room, it smelled alien. He smiled to himself and followed after the student. She found a place to hide but that wasn't his style. He walked out in plain sight. "I am the Doctor." He said. "Under the 15th Article of the Shadow Proclamation, I ask we put our weapons down and have a civil conversation about this planet's fate." He said.

"You don't have a weapon." One of the Silurian hissed.

"I have this." He held up his sonic screwdriver. "It's never failed me once. Okay maybe once...or twice, okay it occasionally fails me but not today." He corrected himself and then looked over to where he knew Olivia was hiding, knowing she couldn't understand their tongue. The man then waved his hand and slipped it back into the inside pocket of his trench coat. "But either way, it's gone now." He said. "Now please lower your guns, I hate guns and they've never been fond of me either." The Doctor smiled to them. One of the green creatures looked to the other two it was with and slowly lowered its weapon. This didn't go too well with the others who began to fire at him. He dove out of the way and looked around. For now, he was well hidden behind a large vase of some sort. "Now wait wait." He said. This wasn't going how he had intended. "If we can just talk about this, we can work something out." He told them as he ducked down as more lasers were fired at him. Two shattered the vase and he covered his hands with his head. "Alright fine, have it your way." He then rose to his feet and pointed his sonic screw driver, able to deactivate the guns' power from his distance. They blew up in the Silurians' hands and they didn't look too please. "Now I'm sorry but you have to listen to me."

"Do we?" One Silurian advanced on him and took out a large knife.

"Oh dear, I forgot about those..." The Doctor muttered to himself and backed up slowly. "Olivia run, get as many students as you can out of here." He quickly said. His brain would be able to come up with a new plan, sooner or later. Usually it ended up coming together at the last second. His body wasn't one for hand to hand combat. He knew these warrior types wouldn't be easy to knock out, and he wasn't one for outright killing either. He just didn't want any humans falling victim to the aliens. The idea of peace was slowly slipping away though.