"Uh-huh." That was really all the Doctor managed at first, because Jack's teeth were doing something to his lip and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not but he very possibly did, quite a lot, and either way it was very distracting and he didn't want to pull away. Once he felt he could talk again he did, because he was the Doctor. "Well, no. There's a whole plethora of other reasons for that. Plethora, I like that word, don't you? I should say it more. Anyway. I mean, for one thing you flirt in the most inopportune moments. Also when we met I was..." He quickly shook his head. No need to delve into that topic again.

"Forever... Would be tempting. But he's not so wrong, you know. About me and..." Love, but some words he avoided using. "...being mine." He looked at Jack, not sure what to feel. He had already changed so much since he'd first met him. How much more would he change him? How much longer before Jack couldn't stand it anymore, unless the Doctor left him first?