The Doctor was peering around too. "Whoever you are, d'you fancy talking to me too? It's a bit rude, leaving me out of it!"
Only half his mind was on the current problem, though. The rest of it was rapidly being filled with memories of what had happened the last time he was here. Memories that had been locked away somewhere till he returned. Memories of the Master and Rose and Jack, oh so many of Jack, Jacks who'd been abandoned by their Doctors for 150 odd years. Not his Jack, though. He grinned at Jack.