"Humor me," he says over his shoulder. "Lay down on the bed and cover up with the blanket."

The Doctor keeps working. He tags the nanobots in his culture with a trace of the TARDIS hull material to change the signature yet again.

After another hour, he draws up a syringe of half the bots along with some of the hull material in liquid form (so the little guys can create more), and comes over to Padme.

"It's this or nothing, love. There's not time to try again."