The Doctor's words were actually rather surprising to Jack. He'd never heard him be so deliberately *mean* before. It was quite startling, actually. He swallowed and rested his cheek in his hand, listening to the Doctor.

"We worked with UNIT. They might have had some interesting things to say about you, but none of it was ever bad. Good group of people. Love the berets." Jack chuckled a little and ran a hand through his hair. "I would hit him, but it's honestly not worth it right now." He shot a narrowed gaze over to the Master. "Sometimes I wish you would get torn apart. I'd sell tickets to the event."