The Doctor was looking at her. He blinked "I'm a bit better, But I do need to lay down, so tired from it all." He wanted to just curl up in his bed and get some rest. He wondered how had been after him.
"Question is who is after me?" He wondered if she knew. Had that been why she had come to him. He wasn't used to being the one to need help. He closed his eyes. The Doctor hated being tired.
He knew they needed to find who was after him.