"Oooh, that's very you," the Doctor said, dropping into the sand next to him. "And very me, come to think of it. Had a tree near my parents' home I fell out of a few times. 'Course, if we learned our lessons back then, we certainly wouldn't be here now, would we?"

He tried to imagine a young Jack climbing to the top. He could only imagine him being gleeful inside and quietly smug on the outside. Ah, youth. For the Doctor, it seemed so long ago. He wondered if it felt the same way for Jack.

"So! Where did you live, then? Back in the city?"