The Doctor was looking at her. He listened to what she said. His head was still hurting him. He wasn't used to feeling so sick. He lay there. "MMm and telling me off for not been careful.
He chuckled a bit "Well shes not a cat I suppose, But that saying does seem true." He just rubbed his head. He was coughing a bit. He knew that he needed to stay in bed most likely. He just hoped he wouldn't get too bored.
"I'm going to get bored being in bed, I rememeber having a cold and my friend Martha who was a Doctor having to drag me back to bed alot. Donna got annoyed at me." His voice sounded sad when he mentioned Donna.

"Yeah feels like a strong posion, normally I can just detox and feel ok soon after," The Doctor sighed and takes his medicine. "Been awhile since I couldn't just detox to recover." He knew that he would need to be careful so he didn't get some illness. He was sure his immune system would have been weakened from all the posion in his system. He was coughing and he groaned.
He felt terrible.
The Doctor blinked noticing the wolf "Hah?" He wasn't sure what it was doing there.

"Ohhh umm yeah, Not always so simple. There is so much in my past, I try avoid nightmares and think of all the good times, Oh no wonder I never get good sleep." The Doctor looked at them.
He hoped that he could make his nightmares go away. They had been bothering him for years. He closed his eyes. He looked paler at the mention of food. After throwing up during the night, he couldn't bring himself to eat.
"I suppose I can try... I have no appetite." He takes the bowl of food and slowly eats. 
The Doctor coughed and looked at her. "I never said... But thanks for helping me... You and your people."