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Caesar Flickerman: So, Doctor, you knew Chang Lee prior to your time in the Arena. What was it like seeing him die so early on?
The Eighth Doctor: I’d saved him from the Master once, and I regret not being able to keep him alive in the Arena for longer.
CF: And what about all the friends you lost in the Arena?
ED: I’ve lost so many friends over all of my lifetimes. It’s always rough, even if some of my past selves didn’t show it.
CF: It seems at the very end, Magnus ended up giving up to let you win. Is that a big weight for you?
ED: All the senseless murder in the Arena, and whenever Tributes let themselves die to give others a chance at winning, is always hard.
It leaves behind so many families...
CF: Thank you! That was the Doctor, everyone!