Ten is quiet for a moment and the mashed banana guts are still oozing between his fingers.

He enjoys being alive. But - it's lonely. Because he closed up. Because for some reason some idiot that was a better idea than finding another Rose, Martha, Jack or Donna to help heal someone.

But what would the point be in the end? Just the same thing. Over and over.

You could call living numb living but on a level it's not living. It's living with emotionally not living.

Which he knows isn't good for him.

However, it was a problem that was deprioritized till their drama was over. Which didn't help Ten not wanting to let go with having her here. Jack and Martha too.

Ten opens his eyes; and touches hand near her cheek. If Rose looks into those brown eyes; she'll probably see something very similar to when she first met Nine.

Then with his other hand; with the banana guts gently squeezes her hand.