"Yeah, I knew you were planning this," the Doctor teased. "The dangers, the huge gaps in our timelines. From the moment you thought I was Spock. And nothing you can say can convince me otherwise."

Teasing was right for them. It wasn't enough to repair what was broken, but it was enough to make him feel a little more relaxed.

"So where do we go now?" the Doctor's voice was serious, now. Almost wary, like he wasn't certain what he wanted Jack to say. He wasn't. He had absolutely no idea what he wanted anymore. Except...Jack. Safe. Far too simplistic to be put into words.