“Ah low self-confidence or arrogance…or is that low self-esteems causes arrogance? Ha doesn’t matter…I suspect he not quite as in control either” He said manner of fact as he drew back the last of his vodka, pouring him a bit more. His lips curled into a relaxed grin probably aided along by the alcohol and probably why his tongue was being so loose yet he usually did speak his mind “You love him don’t you Rani? For a moment the loopy eccentricities fell away and he gave a soft yet a serious look “Don’t deny it I have suspected for quite some time now…I am brilliant you know?” he stated while a delightful impish grin curled itself on his lips. The Doctor took a gentle sip from his glass, a warmth and relaxation set over him as he looked upon her with his blue gaze “I think you will be quite good for him…he does need someone equal to him to ground him…”