"Yeah. We can do that." There was a fondness in his voice that he couldn't quite deny and the he probably should have avoided, but how could he have helped it? He loved people, always had. The Doctor got up and headed back over, checking on the machines and having a look at the readings the cure was giving him. Not ready. Definitely not ready yet.

"Eye Candy is Ianto, right?" He was trying to keep things straight. Well. Get all the facts, at least, apparently nothing much was straight about this. "They are too quick to kill. They use weapons. Alien technology. Whole bunch of things that I don't condone." The Doctor smiled, arching an eyebrow. "Which I'm aware is all boring for you, but I think you'll have found that there's nothing more exciting than facing down an army of Daleks with no weapon whatsoever."