At that, the Doctor's expression almost resembled a pout. "Not it, then?" he asked, more to himself than anything. "Well, I have my good days and my bad days." The cause of it had to be something, but if the mayor didn't know what caused it... well. It was either a malfunction, or it was done on purpose, and the mayor, of all people, didn't know. The Doctor had always thought someone had been pulling the strings of this city, be it the Organization or Maleficent, but this just proved it.

"Of course I know. I've been following city events," he replied, his voice pleasant. "I like to keep up on things."