"Of course they have names. Why wouldn't they have names?" The Doctor looked distinctly put out as he shoved his hands deep into his pockets and rocked back on his heels. He'd been standing still for far too long.
"I don't often talk about the people who've traveled with me," he confided. "It doesn't serve much purpose, and sometimes ... Well." Sometimes, it hurt too much. He imagined that held true for the newest Doctor, as well.