"They're kinda gold," he explained, gesturing at the Doctor's eyes, then curled his lip slightly as the topic shifted to K9. "This place? It's the forest, what do you mean?"
His ears flickered as he spoke, not just wary of why the Doctor wanted to know stuff. He could hear whispers again, and his shoulders slumped. He liked the quiet. "They're whispering," he admitted, even as they got louder again and he could feel his focus slipping. A minute or so of quiet had been nice, though.