"Good," the Doctor said with an approving nod. "Good. Once you fall off of a hundred-foot satellite forcing a regeneration, you don't tend to fancy heights as much as you would beforehand."

A beat. "Not that I'm frightened, of course. Just...would prefer the five feet or so. Fewer rocks, can't risk damaging myself up more than I already have." Which was to say, he was rather terrified of heights. He couldn't believe he'd leapt from that.

He gave Jack a smile at the touch. The Doctor only initiated hand-holding, and intimacy like this, while brilliant in itself, wasn't something he could do naturally. It felt good that Jack could.