"Hogan?" The Doctor looked as if he were thinking for a moment but he couldn't get it. Then again he couldn't be expected to know everyone throughout time... right? "Worked with him during World War Two?" He looked Rob over. "Look pretty good for someone who is more than 90 years old."
At this Rob laughed. "He says when I'm sitting next to Huntsman over here." It took the Timelord a moment before he realized that he must have meant Jack. Context clues being what they were. He seemed to be trying to solve Hogan like a puzzle, so instead the flyer just gave him the answer. "Time lost. Got spat out here in Cardiff."
Rob turned quickly and shot Gwen a look as she stole the pepperoni. "You do realize that this means war, Ms. Cooper." He shot her a knowing smile.
"Time lost. So you don't belong here." The doctor was putting the pieces back together before he looked at Jack. "Any change in Rift activity? No... odd happenings because of his arrival?"
"Sitting right here." The Doctor however wasn't listening to that.
When Jack started talking about bringing the TARDIS inside 10 realized that that WOULD be the best course of action. He nodded. "She won't take up much space. Though I'd keep her as far away from the Rift controls as possible. Just in case. Don't want to take any chances. Not that I see anything happening. Being careful never hurt anyone," he glanced at Jack. Was there meaning behind it? Who knew.
Martha stood up and stretched, blinking. "Bloody gymnast." The kid was moving again.
"I'm going to need the readouts on rift activity for the last several months as well as any files you have on the last several incidents that Martha's been involved in. Especially that one with the Skrulls..." That had him worried. Still he paused with a small grin. "And since Gwen Cooper was so interested, perhaps you could show her around while we get this work done," he was looking at Jack. Tour might give him something to focus on. He was going to have to take samples from Martha for testing...