The Doctor held onto her as well, his body was still shaking, he knew he was going to be told to go to bed once they go back to the TARDIS, He did need to lay down, but he didn't want to and not yet at least. He coughed again and his heart rate seemed a bit increased, He was still panting and breathing heavily. How ever he planned to deal with the situation they were in, he had no clue.

"Alright...... well, I still haven't mentioned the full truth.... I have been ill for a few days, I was feeling sick since we went to that play 2 nights ago, I didn't want to say and I haven't been wanting to eat and I slept alot because I felt so sick, I was really hoping it wouldn't get bad." He had a hand to his stomach soon. His head was hurting so badly it was causing tears to come to his eyes. "Ohhh and I still promised Jack we would be there tonight to help him with something." He was coughing. He didn't want to say not to Jack this time either.

He looked at the approaching creatures and he had his sonic in hand "I want to stay and we have to find out what is going on." He held onto her. He was so sick, and he wasn't thinking straight, He wasn't sure if he had made that decision because he was ill and unable to think.