At this point, the Doctor was pointedly avoiding trying to think about what had occurred between him and Rose. Sure, she'd made mistakes, like many of his companions were wan to do, and some of them not exactly small to boot, she had provided some anchor as it were, keeping him from killing the last Dalek back on Earth, and that was something he had to be grateful for. It was a reminder that he could be someone else, that he was still the Doctor, and not the him that had fought the Time War. 

He looked up as Rose mentioned getting a massage or doing whatever Time Lords did to relax. Now that was an idea, if he had heard one. "Well, I think I'll skip out on the meditation, never really my thing," he said with something of a chuckle. "I don't suppose you know how to play 4D chess? No, didn't think so." He gave it a tad more consideration before nodding. "Actually, a massage does sound good. Might be just what I need."

He rose from his seat then, leaving the tea and food behind. "Now then, try to not get in trouble while I'm gone, and come find me if you do." He walked away then, to go find that massage parlour. There had to be one here right? It was an up class resort far as he could tell, so he would probably find it by looking. Because Gods forbid that he ask for directions.