“Don’t get him started. His people were navigating space and time when ours were just slithering out of the primordial slime.” Her tone was long suffering. “We’re barely one step up from Neanderthal in the scale of time, and it’s amazing we managed to discover how to make fire without setting ourselves on. He’s having you on. Makes himself feel superior when he gets defensive. He stubs his toe and does a half hour on megalomaniacal alien dictators he’s outsmarted. You don’t want to know where he goes when he slams his hand in the kitchen drawer.”

“OI! The TARDIS did that to me, cause she was taking Jack’s side.” He shot back.

“Doesn’t change the fact that you always think you’re so clever.” She was grinning.

“I am so clever.” He answered with a grin of his own.