The Tenth was looking at him, he realized the fourth had spoken to him. He knew they had never met "No we haven't" He stated. He pulled his jacket over "We'll be lucky if it doesn't create a paradox, I was flying the TARDIS and something pulled me in the direction, But she was already crashing so I couldn't go back." he started to ramble and mutter a bit, he didn't realize the fourth hadn't know who he was. He smiled slightly as he remembered being the fourth and talking in that way. It seemed so old fashioned of a way to talk though.

He was looking at the fourth and hoped that nothing bad would happen.