"And you, if you'd learn to take my word as gospel," he replies, irritably. No, being angry isn't going to work.

He steps behind her, putting a hand on her hip, while the other slides down her arm, to where she's injured. It's an intimate gesture, one that suggests concern and caring.

If she's very good, the Woman might even recognize its similarity to when she jabbed him with the needle back in her flat in Belgravia.

He slips the keys from her pocket and steps away from her instantly, moving towards the drivers' side.

"And, unless you want to be left in the desert, you're going to have to learn how to."