Jack felt a slight pang at the mention of him being dead. He blinked tightly and took a slow breath, looking over half lidded eyes back at the screen.

That jealously was still there too. He wasn't a jealous man, or at least he never thought he was, and really what was the point. He noticed the ring on his finger, the Doctor was wearing his still. Biodampers, Jack reminded himself. He also reminded himself of the man who used to say he loved him and that the Doctor remembered that only peripherally.

He felt, suddenly, like he was very much in the way.

She shook her head. "What, like you're ever anything with anyone?"