"Yeah?" Jack responded with a voice that was firmer than it needed to be; he couldn't help it. Some internal self protective mechanism.

"Well maybe you're better off that way. Maybe everybody is." He regretted his words as soon as they were spoken. He didn't mean them, not at all really. He was just tired and sore and he wondered so much why the Doctor hadn't come back again.

He shook his head, regretful, and sighed.

"I really shouldn't be here," he said again, seemingly reminding himself of the fact as much as her.