"I don't think we will. Remember, that is. I don't. None of my companions did, or if they did, they never told me. I can't see any reason why they wouldn't, though, or that I wouldn't have noticed they were holding something back." The Doctor took a deep breath and sighed as well, momentarily resigned to the truth of their predicament.
"I'm sorry. I wish I had answers. I don't. That's not a usual thing for me. Well, sometimes it is, but most of the time ... I can sort out what's going on and do something about it. Not here, though. Not now." Part of him still didn't want to do anything to sort things out, though he knew it wouldn't be long before he started to become restless again.