Relieved that the Doctor didn't cast him away, Leander was prepared to go pretty much anywhere and for starters followed the Time Lord's lead over the golden barley fields. The setting evening sun cast strange shadows on the edge of the forest, which they now were approaching. A few mosquitos circled lazily around them as they made their way through the tall straws of grain. The Doctor didn't even blink, but Leander franctically waved them away to avoid getting bitten. 

Moving at a steady pace, they almost reached the treeline when all of a sudden the Doctor stopped short, causing the youngster who had walked deep in thought a few steps behind to crash into him.

"Sorry," Leander mumbled for the thousandth time that evening and steadied himself, leaning a hand against his companion's back. The Doctor's attention was elsewhere - he was attentively observing a bulky farmer dressed in a dirty overall, who had just appeared out of the woods and was headed in their direction. Noticing Leander, the man's chubby face melted into a huge grin and he amicably waved. The young man smiled back and nodded politely.

"Dancy Junior! How are things in the mansion? My best regards to your lovely mother, I trust she is fine?" The farmer reached them and grabbed Leander's hand with both of his, shaking it with enthusiasm.

"Yes, of course, Fred. She's really well, currently arranging a charity ball that is to take place at the end of September and... Doctor, what are you doing?" Leander had to cut his explanation off short, because the Doctor was already busy scanning Fred with his sonic device. "Sir, if you would tell him to stop whatever he's doing, it tickles," the farmer said rather irritably and shoved the whirring screwdriver away from his face with a massive hand.

Leander was about to snatch the object from the Doctor, but seeing the grim look in his eyes as the studied the readings, he half thought, half said: "Wait. Could Fred be one of...?" The Doctor nodded microscopically and it was high time, because Fred - or was it even him? - zipped his forehead open and out shone blinding white light. Leander tried hard to withhold a terrified cry, but failed. The Doctor immediately pushed the boy behind his back and took a protective position.