The Doctor seems unphased by the other's silence and lack of attention, settling against the wall beside the other's corner. He lets him have his space of course, mainly because he's sure the other could just disappear out of the way if he wanted. He takes in the other's appearance, the costume, and he still can't feel anything but concern for the other. How long had he been here? And just what was it that kept him so compliant?
"I'm the doctor, by the way...we didn't get a chance for introductions out there.", he started, his tone soft so as not to draw any uneeded attention from the men outside their cell. "You probably won't tell me yours...it's alright though. I've been told I can talk enough for two people anyways." He smiled, letting his head rest back against the wall with a sigh. At least the cold from the wall seemed to ease the slight pain from his bruised back.
"The box out there? The TARDIS, we've been together a very long time now...she's really all I have left nowadays. Well, that and my travels. Do you ever travel? Your ability to appear like that...could it take you far?" He didn't know why he was even asking the other questions still, but he didn't seem to mind the silence between. "I think it's brilliant, but the way...dizzying but brilliant."