Romana had gone looking for the Captain. Still perturbed by what she'd sensed on the day of the explosion. It bothered her more than she'd believed it would and it bothered the Doctor.
Perhaps that was why.
She'd streched out her senses and as ever he was an absense to them. Possible to track down if you knew how, there were telepathic beings besides Time Lords in the Residence but they gave off a different feel.
Jack was...simply Jack. The only one of his kind in all of the universe. Fated to exist for time immemorial. Die and return to life time after time after time.
He was reading War and Peace.
"Jack" she said softly, stepping across the floor, she was more graceful this regeneration.
"You're a hard man to find when you dont want to be found Captain"