Well, my completely unvoiced hope for a septuagenarian to stem all the shipping wank was naturally totally ignored. One would think that people actually exist outside of my brain or something.
Anyway instead we got this guy:
My theory: Apparently the Dr. Who director has Twilight fever and decided to hire a vampire. Seriously, this guy needs a transfusion. You can read books by the glow of his pale, pale flesh.