Jack beamed a bright and relieved smile at seeing the Doctor and stepped over to his bed, resting his hands out on it.

"Oh that's what I am, is it?" he asked with an eyebrow arched. "Looking for a game of doctor's and nurses? I guess you've already got the qualifications and I'm sure I can slip into the role," he teased him gently, still smiling.

"Good to see you," he said a little softer, a little more real. "And nice outfit," he added, looking between himself and the Doctor, remarking on their new attire.

"We've been out a while," he pointed out to him, "I've got hair on my legs and I feel like I haven't eaten in a month. How's the leg?"

He glanced around the room, it looked cosy but clinical. Like a day room in a hospital. It was nice, but there was still that edge to it.

"I guess the locals must have found us, right?"