"I'm not entirely sure it's not a masochistic streak turned outward. He really did not want to hear me say I forgave him for running. Of course that could be something else entirely."
He was definitely getting more coherent in fits and starts. Still really, really sluggish - at least it felt that way to him- mentally and physically, and it still felt like something in the back of his skull had sprung loose, but better. Being inside the TARDIS was not hurting anything, either. That hum was a very definite, soothing, psychic blanket.