"If I truly cared that much about people being handsome, I'd be having sex with you right now, wouldn't I? On this bed. Or maybe against the wall. I don't know, wherever I could best bask in your handsomeness, I reckon." There, maybe that would make Jack think of something other than grilling him about the Master. Any topic was easier than that. The Doctor licked his ice cream, deciding that keeping his mouth busy was probably the best way to get out of answering. Couldn't talk like that, could he?