The Doctor's eyes were wide as he stared at Jack. It really shouldn't be surprising to hear him call out like this, after all he was right there and he knew, at least to the extent that he wasn't able to deny it, how Jack felt about him. But it was still something else to see his face after he'd just come. He felt terribly glad for the blindfold suddenly, because sometimes he was a coward and some things were easier when he didn't acknowledge them.

Sobering, too. He wiped his hand clean on the sheets and rolled to the side so he was barely even touching Jack. He supposed he ought to free him and he would, but maybe once he was fully dressed and standing up. Cold, sure. But perhaps better for them both.