"Yeah, I am, so I'm the only one here who's going to have the clarity not to get muddled, now aren't I?"

Jack protested to the Doctor as he stood up and stood tall, attempting to make his presence known and act with some sort of authority.

But it wasn't quite right either, was it? He did feel muddled. Or at least off. Something wasn't right. Something was missing.

"How about you help me, and we'll work it out that way."

It was perhaps childish, and most definitely stubborn, but he didn't really care.