He followed close after the Doctor. After all, the man had a much better sense of direction than he did. Must be a Time Lord thing.

Apparently, though, Time Lords couldn't detect enemies. He sighed and skidded to a halt behind his counterpart, glaring at the enormous creature.

There was only one, to his relief, and it's attention was completely focused on the Time Lord. Taking a deep breath, Handy shoved the Doctor aside and yanked out his knife, brandishing it aggressively.

"You touch us, I won't hesitate to stab you," he threatened in a low voice, elbowing the Doctor sideways. "Let's go, Doc, I got our backs."