The Doctor froze for the smallest fraction of a second, but only a fraction, before carrying on down the corridor almost automatically.

"Um... more traveling, mostly. Always on the move," he said casually, turning a corner as he did so.

"I burnt it, you know,” he said abruptly. “Your body. I honestly thought… that you weren’t coming back.”

He sucked in a breath. “Anyway. Kitchen’s through here,” he said cheerfully. Ok, so it was a bit of a mess because really, who could be bothered to clean up, but it was serviceable and, more importantly, had food.