Knowing the fact that she was here didn't really soothe his mind as much as he thought it would, if she's from the past, then that would mean that she's not his, though she's not the Doctor's either. He stopped pacing and reached up, rubbing his face and combing his fingers through his hair, "This is ridiculous..." he muttered, feeling another shiver go through him.
Although he was shivering cold, he would have asked if the Doctor wanted to go inside and talk, but from the way that the Doctor was acting, he felt like that wasn't really the best idea. He knew how he thought, though those memories were vaguely there anymore, having slowly started to dissipate over the year. "My god, look at me. I'm sorry." he sighed, feeling like an idiot under the Doctor's eye, especially since he knew how the Doctor felt about Rose, they both felt that way, it was hard to deny it. Though he wondered if the Doctor could feel what he did, like he was whole again. Shaking his head slowly to himself, of course he doesn't, he thought, I'm just a clone to him.