The pain he pulled from Jack coursed down the Doctor's legs. It was unbelievable, thinking that he once had to do this to his entire body. The Doctor swallowed, and kept his face as relaxed and open as he could.

Jack's words made him smile. "You don't have to say those things, Jack, you know I already love myself. I'm just glad you realize how amazing I am, too."

His words held no real depth, of course. Yes, he was rather fond of his achievements, but he knew better than Jack the things he did to companions. He tore Sarah Jane's love away from her, he denied Jack his family by not being there for the attack from the 456. And yet, somehow, Jack remained, pledging his adoration.

"Relax. I'm not going anywhere."