The Doctor nodded. "Should probably get some sleep, then. We'll need to be ready for the next place we land. Just in case we need to run."

He extended a hand. "I'll fix that chip for you."

It was all very cordial, but inside the Doctor was aching. Man was the sum of his memories, and here he was, not entirely himself. A hole in his hearts. That's what it felt like. A hole.

But he couldn't let it keep them down. They'd be fine, the two of them. They'd...find a way.