"I hadn't decided yet but if you're ok with it we can use your room. That way you won't have to move anything," the Doctor replied. His face became serious and hard. "They won't have a choice."
He opened his mouth to say something else when something itched at his mind but he couldn't quite grab onto it. He was saved the trouble from the sound of the footsteps and the appearance of the older Doctor.
"It's ok, Jake. He's me.. or rather he used to be me. Remember I said Neytiri, Harry and my other self were coming? He's a future version of me. It's ok, I promise."