The Doctor was laying there "Yeah sounds like a deal." he whispered weakly "Though think I can trust you to take it. I just don't want you sick." he knew he wouldn't like it if she ended up sick too. He was still quiet weak and was laying there. He was coughing a bit, he seemed rather dizzy. He wondered if he should eat something soon. He lay looking at them.
IAnto nodded and was looking at Jack "Can do," he was tired as well. He goes and gets Owen to the couch and then puts a blanket over him. He knows that it would be more comfortable. Owen mumbled in his sleep.