"I could try my hand at dessert! Not a souffle again, though." He's getting lost in his own thoughts a bit. "And I like veggies, as long as they aren't beets. I don't understand them."
He shakes his head. "Okay, we'll save the TARDIS till she's ready for bigger things. But you're still welcome to visit her, anytime." His eyes fall on Jack's fingers, and the coral, and a brow quirks slightly but he doesn't comment. Not right now.