Dear God, what a total prat. Saluting his ex. Awful to watch, awful to know. Rolling his eyes, John slumped over the rails, knowing this would happen. He knew he wasn't going anywhere with the Doctor. He'd just have to go alone, that was pretty much that. "Fine, whatever, piss off. I'll just be here, bored." Then, with a dismissive wave, John turned away to look at his wrist strap, pretending to be interested in everything but those two.