"Andy this is Rose, defender of the Earth as I like to call her," He nudged Rose, because he never got to introduce her anymore.
"Well, it is still about 95% of the bad I thought it was, Andy," he quipped canting his head a bit to the man on the floor. The fall wasn't that bad, he'd seen lots of people fall that far and not suffer too ill affects.
Then there was the woman with the bright pink hair. That was... different. She seemed friendly enough so the Doctor offered a smile.
Truthfully, he was starting to get a bit of a headache when he looked up and across the room, trying to find something else to focus on other than the people around him. It seemed time had been bent, twined, severed and otherwise manipulated to get everyone here. It was enough to make a timelord feel a wee bit on the peaked side of things.
However, much to his amusement there was yet another familiar face across the room. If he hadn't already communicated with her using that handy dandy little book, he wouldn't have believed it. "Look who it is, Rose," he said rather gleefully, pushing his way out of the circle and across the room.