Samantha smiled slightly, amused at his confusion which she had experienced when she had first heard his name. "Yeah, it's just The Doctor. Kinda odd but that's apparently it," she said as she found the raised bump on his head. "You might be experiencing amnesia or something," she said, dropping her had into her lap frowning at his head, "it's okay, your memory might come back. It should come back. I think." She sounded almost resigned and definitely out of her element. "Sorry, I'm sure it will get better."

Samantha nodded when he said where the ship was, "Blue box, okay," she said, before continuing in a tone of slight urgency, "Hey, hey, you can't go to sleep. You have a concussion, I don't think your supposed to sleep." She gently shook one of his arms, hoping he wouldn't go to sleep. She was fairly sure she had read you shouldn't let someone who just got hit on the head go to sleep, and she didn't have a whole lot else to base her actions on. "I don't know where your home is either, so I can't take you there," she said, sounding apologetic. "We should maybe ice your head for the swelling. Uhh..I could take you to my house? Do you trust me for that?" She asked, not sure what else she could do if he didn't. He was an alien, she knew that much and was concerned the hospital could be a death sentence or worse.