Sensing that perhaps he'd erred again, the Doctor quickly drew his hand back and tugged in embarrassment at one ear. "Well. Not ... exactly. It's complicated. I don't really like to talk about home that much these days." It hurt too much, though he found himself more and more sharing small details and stories. Perhaps that came from the part of him that was human.
"I'm sorry. I'm doing this all wrong. It's just ... I don't know what to say to you, except to keep assuring you that you are real. You have your own life."