There was another wave of relief that came over Jack when his wrists were freed, and carefully, he pulled his arms down, hissing at the stiff muscles that protested. He worked the joints and stretched his neck as well before tending to his bruised wrists. They hurt, but he was suddenly grateful that they weren't as bad as they might have been had he not been healing this whole time.

"What, the tie?" Jack raised an eyebrow and snorted. "With any luck? No." He began to move and stretch now that he had free range of motion and began to pick up the toys and things scattered over the bed, silently giving the Doctor an opportunity to step out if he wanted. Of course he wanted to.