Oh, it was his own voice again. This time it wasn't in his head. Fantastic.
He looked up, blank faced. All he could think about was the rather nasty way the other Time Lord had said Gallifrey was gone effectively breaking his little hearts. "The birds. Don't you read this?" He asked, waving the journal at him.
"So, what can I do for you, Doctor? Have something that needs destroying?" Cheeky bastard.