The Doctor shrugged, staring ahead of them, his gaze unfocused. "Means I don't need him like I did once. I needed in my last regeneration. Needed him, needed Rose, needed someone to keep the silence from driving me mad."
He looked over at the other, his eyes on the rose a moment. "I wouldn't wear a piece of dead vegetation that symbolizes love and romance and devotion on Earth, not for him." He let one corner of his mouth curl upward. "Might wear it for Jack, just for a lark."