"You're right, I don't know." The Doctor shrugged. "In hindsight, I think they were a bit selfish. A bit daft, too, probably." He grinned a little. "No wonder they hated me!"

He laughed and took another jelly baby to its demise. "That's the spirit," he said. "And all ideas seem good at the time. It's when they still seem good after you've thought them through you know you've struck gold."

The Time Lord looked at Adam out of the corner of his eye. The young blonde either meant it or was a really, really good actor. "Do I have a choice?" he asked wryly. "Nah, don't answer that." He smiled. "Thanks, Adam. People aren't usually pleased to see me."