A/N: Yes, this is short.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Doctor Who. (short, sweet, to the point :D)
Standing on the Sycorax ship, severed hand spinning toward the earth for multiple people to keep for unknown purposes, potentially for scrapbooking, a replacement idol, or great Halloween pranks, the Doctor has an important revelation.
"I know what kind of man I am."
"Oh?" His dueling opponent could not possibly care less, it seems.
"Yeah," the Doctor replies, accompanied with a well-timed swipe of his sword. "A left-handed one."