Jack reached one hand out as if to try and calm the Doctor.

She'll be okay, he urged. The TARDIS will be fine.

Still, that didn't mean he wasn't completely in a panic about her himself. She was all he'd had the last few years, she was more important to him than ever.

"What else was I supposed to do? If you knew it was me I knew you'd run. That's what you do, isn't it, run. You didn't leave me much choice."

She took a heavy breath. "Anyway. Doctor. We need to talk. It's important."