"Of course Jack." Gwen said as he hadn't been able to really talk about his past but had in the beginning mentioned the right kind of doctor. This must be him, as Jack was happier even if what he sometimes said made no sense, and seeing as the Doctor saved their lives from the Daleks, he deserved more of Gwen's thanks. Owen nods.
"Sure." He says nodding.
"I'll let him know Doctor. Anything else you may need Jack?" Gwen asked as Rose began to lightly shiver the dreams she was having making little to no sense. The only thing she could tell was that the River in this universe was constantly saying: "Spoilers". Faces, aliens, fire, Silence will fall when the question is asked, Demons run when a good man goes to war. You are not alone. Here come the drums. A hauntingly familiar song in her head as something in her snarled at the threats. Let them come. No one messed with her Doctor and got away unscathed.