"She was yours..." he said, raising a finger as if telling off a small child. "Since then you've regenerated, well... twice... and now, she's mine" he smiled cheekily. "And while we;re on the subject of other Time Lords..." he pushed the TARDIS door closed and turned back to face his younger self. "Your net regeneration's here... and The Master, unfortunately" he said. "And we're all stuck here until we can figure out a way to fix the multi-verse. And before I ask" he paused and chuckled. "See what I did there? Before you ask, the TARDIS doesn't exactly work here... but I am working on it!" he rambled.