"Very funny." The Doctor finished off his food as well and waited for the unpleasant swirl of the cave around him. Nothing yet, but it would be on its way, he imagined.

"I just feel tired," he said. "I can't sleep yet. Another day or two, I think. But I'm tired."

Gallifrey was the final straw. First nearly losing Jack, then the TARDIS, then re-seeing the Master, feeling him out there, fighting Jack, and now Gallifrey. It was too much. It was all just too much to deal with at once.

He had the strangest urge to cry, then. It wasn't the time or place and he could hold himself together (for now). But it was briefly there.