The Doctor's grin softened, became a warm smile, as he turned his hand underneath hers to tangle their fingers together. That was all right, wasn't it? Not too forward, for a man who arguably already taken, and for a woman who was still several years away from that life together, forever, that they had wanted but not really been able to have. "I know," he told her, not bothering to specify if he meant that he knew she loved him, or knew that she needed to say it. Did matter which? Both were equally important.