As the shock handcuffs pulsed electricity through the Doctor, he quickly crossed his legs tightly. He regretted drinking that extra large Zaphic/slushie drink thing. It tasted like his favourite fruit, but still. Not a good move on his part. When he had decided that "he'd be fine" until they got back to the TARDIS, he had completely forgotten his extensive history of being delayed by various enemies. The fact that the electric shock made the Doctor's legs gyrate, sent him to the floor, legs still crossed, trying to keep his urine in.
"You alright?" Rose asked concerned.
The Editor looked at the Doctor as if he was a fool.
"What was that about?" he asked, looking puzzled.
"Lesson number one: I'm the kind of alien that shouldn't be zapped," the Doctor snarked at him.
Before either of them could take in the Doctor's slight restlessness, the Mighty Jagrafess interjected.
Do you need to urinate? It growled/spoke to the Doctor, politely.
The Doctor looked up at Max, and blushed.
Yes, he admitted, speaking to it in Gallifreyan to keep Rose from hearing. What's it to you?!
What the Doctor failed to realize, was that the Editor could understand the Jagrafess as well. Though not Gallifreyan...
The Editor studied the Doctor. It was a sensible hypothesis. And a natural, albeit amusing, problem.
"Sorry, didn't catch that," he prompted the Doctor to answer in some way less Time Lord.
"I said yes," he repeated in English.
"With a bit of snark apparently," The Editor added, upon hearing Max's correction.
"Yes to what?" Rose asked. The Doctor shook his head at her to signal that it didn't matter, though it definitely did.
At this point, the Doctor had been given undeniable proof that he couldn't get free, to run to the loo without his captors' help.
"Don't suppose there's any way I could get free of this for a bit? To deal with things?" the Doctor requested.
The Jagrafess trusted the Doctor, especially in regards to the affection he clearly had for Rose. He ordered the Editor to have the Doctor released.
"Loo's three floors down, third corridor to the left. Back here in 10 minutes, got it," The Editor instructed the Doctor kindly, taking off his handcuffs.
"Fantastic! Thanks, appreciate it," the Doctor thanked him, and started swanning off.
"Wait a minute. Where are you going?!" Rose asked, demandingly.
"Eh..to the loo. Not everything's bigger on the inside!" the Doctor explained, with embarrassment, running off, promising her to be back soon. He reached the loo, peed with relief, and promptly returned.