"Oh, humans have a tendancy of making a mess out of things," he commented. It certainly wasn't the first time he'd stumbled upon a society after it had collapsed. At least this one seemed to have measures in place for rebuilding - even if those measures included kidnapping people and convincing them they lived here, which was what he believed.

"You'd think so." The Doctor browsed what passed for the bakery's available wares. "But then, they probably didn't expect their workers to wake up with no recollection of how to bake." Or to have to replace them. His brow quirked with amusement. "Been indulging, have you?" Again, his eyes scanned the bread they had to offer, which didn't look all that appetising. "Doesn't seem like you have anything with a high sugar content." A hint of a grin crossed his lips as he looked back to the man. "Or are you holding out on the rest of us?"