The Doctor looked at he, it was odd that he would be so confused about his name, but it did feel right. "It feels right though." He said. He knew even if it was odd that it was his name. He wondered if she was unsure about his memory, It seemed that way from the way she speaking. He really hoped that his memories would come back, the empty feeling he had was horrible.
"Ah I hope so, I hate feeling empty and unsure of who I am," he hoped that he was a good person. He just held his aching head. He was shivering still as well and pulled his coat around.

The Doctor nodded "Blue police box," He added. He groaned when she said he couldn't sleep "I feel terrible... at least need to lay down when get somewhere, " he wasn't sure he could sit upright or stand too much longer. "Wish somebody around knew me enough to know where my home is, Hate that I forgot that, can't wander around till I get my memory back, But are you sure I could stay at your place." He didn't seem to want to be burden on her. He closed his eyes. "I hope its aright if I do." He didn't know hospital was a bad idea now, since he didn't remember what he was.