When the Doctor rambled like that, it usually meant he was trying to be distracting from some point or another. Whatever that point was, it certainly wasn't helping Jack feel much better.

He shut his eyes tight when the blindfold came off. He'd been under it for some time, and the light did indeed sting a little, but he blinked it off within a matter of moments to look up at the Doctor. He should have guessed that he might be leaving, but still, Jack maybe hoped.. just a little. At least his hand in his hair felt nice. The sight of him wasn't exactly what Jack had been expecting either... he really must have been drunk if he thought that tie around his head was a good idea.

"I've done a great many bad things, Doctor. Maybe next time I'll tell you about them." He forced up a cocky little grin.