The Doctor sighed when Seclusion came into the room. He was tired and feeling terrible, He had no engery to deal with the Slitheen and he was glad she got there before they figured it out.
He knew it was no good if enemies sensed he was feeling weak. He normally ever felt weak so easily. He was laying with his head against the pillows staring at them. He didn't want to take his eyes off them encase they attacked.

"Oh I'm relieved your here." He gasped. He was looking at her. He was sure what she was about to do would not bother him. He was the Doctor and had seen alot worse he was sure "I'd be fine. I've seen alot of things in my 900 years." He closed his eyes though. His head was hurting and he was dizzy anyways. He waited till it was over and she was done. "I'm sorry, I really couldn't keep down that food."
The Doctor felt ashamed. But he knew his stomach had just been too upset. He hated it when he couldn't keep down food. He knew he needed it. He wasn't sure he could even eat till later now because he felt too gross.

He opened his eyes and looked at her "I just hope I'll be able to eat at some point, I can't again right after throwing up.' He grabbed his water and sipped it slowly, He knew that he was going to be rather glad when he was better.
He was sure he would want to go do things. The time lord though was enjoying having company so maybe he would stay with them a bit longer. He didn't want to rush off as soon as he was well, that seemed rude, as did staying too long.