I don't understand? Are you kidding? Me? Of course I understand. I mean, do you call this a war, this funny little thing? This is not a war.
The man who wanted to be a doctor opened the door to his ship and stepped out onto the battlefield, scanning his surroundings. Two nations had declared war in the name of their deity and had sworn to wipe the other off the face of the planet. No doubt this patch of land was the most important thing to ever happen in the history of their civilization.
The man strode forward, ignoring what was happening around him, knowing he had a simple mission of retrieving the Dalek's beacon and leaving before they could hone in on this planet. Had he been a different man, he would have no doubt met with both parties and attempted to get them to reach a peace settlement by showing them the wonders of co-operation, of how fantastic the world can be. He would have been charming and silly and no doubt gotten into a few scrapes, but nevertheless have escaped just fine, his companion telling him how brilliant he was.
If he had been a different man.
But he wasn't that man. He was the man that ignored the battle going on around him, focusing solely on the objective. He needed that beacon to track down the Dalek mother-ship, nothing more. These people could squabble over some dirt and trees.
He paused, ever so briefly, to see one of the natives lying dead in a puddle, his once pristine uniform splashed with blood. No doubt this young man thought he was doing something honourable, something that mattered, that history would forever remember what would happen here.
The man looked sadly at the corpse, before quickly moving on, because if he didn't do something soon there wouldn't be any history to speak of. Attempts at peace making wouldn't be a valuable use of time.
And as he ran back through the same battlefield, dodging the gunfire from both sides, explosions threatening to throw himself off his feet, he wished the Doctor was here to put an end to all this. That the Doctor was here to do the right thing. That he was here to be a hero. As the man dove into the safety of his TARDIS he wished the Doctor would just appear.
But the Doctor wasn't here.