He reaches into his pockets. "Nope, no weapons. Just my shiny new-ish sonic..." He looks at his hand, which is holding up a pen. "That's not it." He reaches into the other pocket and pulls out his sonic screwdriver. "Ah ha! Screwdriver." He looks momentarily smug, before his brow creases. "Wait, what? Jack? Did he say...I heard him say 'daughter', didn't I?"