"No, no, you're not a fan, Jack, you have a reasonably sane appreciation of me. Remember LINDA? Drove me mad through four incarnations, that lot. Terrible what happened to them, though." He chewed on the inside of his lip as he thought about them. They had a lot going for them, but none of it seemed to work out.

He raised an eyebrow and found himself smiling lazily over at Jack.

"Hmm. I had thought about that. Course, it would require actually figuring out some way to properly apologize or ask you back onto the TARDIS properly and I really think that this time around the drug in the food is making me talk rather than simply think."