The Doctor blinked in confusion "Well I'm not that young." He grinned "I'm 903 years old , well even if your older than me, I'm not really young, I'm terms of my species anyways."
He went on. He looked very pale. He knew that he would not be himself for a few days. He wished he could cure himself with a detox like he normally did, but this posion seemed far worse.
He slowly takes the medicine. He was shaking. Waiting for the posion to leave his system wasn't going to be fun. He was sure the vomiting was either an effect of been posioned or his body trying hard to rid its self of the posion.

"I think its cut of my regenration... Not that I'd want to Regenrate now, But I don't want to die either." He was glad for the cure. The Doctor curled up in a blanket after. He was trembling as his body tried to fight the pain. He knew that trying to tough things out was not always easy, He didn't want to be suffering. He closed his eyes, The Doctors eyes were dull. He hadn't expected the posion effects to hit him so fast. But he had never been posioned with a venom like that.
Usually he did try avoid been attacked by a creature like that. He coughed a bit and made a face as he finished the rest of the medicine.
Hearing Seculsion he looked up "Ah shes a very good ship." He smiled faintly. He lay back a bit. He didn't like being stuck in bed really.

"Ah I was just too excited to explore somewhere I hadn't been that I got careless, I am more alert than that." The Doctor closed his eyes again for a moment.
He lay a hand on his stomach "I know... It just is awful, Haven't thrown up in... a long time," He really didn't miss feeling that sick. His eyes stayed closed. He realized everybody seemed curious about him.
"Suppose they are all curious about me, being my kind are all but gone."
Coughing he looked at her. He wasn't sure if he was, He just needed to change. He slowly changed his clothes when she left the room. He blinked lost in thought.