The Doctor: (after regenerating back to his current form) There now... (Blows the golden particles away around his severed hand) You see! Used the regeneration energy to heal myself, but as soon as that was done, I didn't need to change. I didn't want to, why would I? Look at me. So, to stop the energy from going all the way, I siphoned off the rest into a handy, bio-matching receptacle; namely, my hand. My hand there, my handy spare hand.
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