The Doctor looked at her, his head was pounding and he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He couldn't let his headache stop him. But he knew it was going to make him feel awful.
"Ah Yeah I did." he started, He hadn't ment to fall asleep in the libary, but he couldn't sleep and had come here to read, only to fall asleep again because he was so tired.
He knew he hardly ever slept that well. "I couldn't sleep and came here to read only to fall asleep again. I keep waking during the night alot or anytime I try sleep really."

Tears seemed to have stained the time lords face, he did seem to look as though he had been crying. He hoped she wouldn't ask about that really. " I have such a nasty headache now,"
He was rubbing his head, He knew lack of sleep would catch up with him sooner or later. He just hoped it was only a headache and that he wasn't getting sick, he also hoped it wasn't a migriane.
The Doctor looked at her. He was thinking.

"I'll go make us some breakfast." He was trying to keep his mind off all the bad things. He felt like he would cry again. He didn't want to. He knew he wanted to be strong.
He gets up and smiled at her. "I hope you slept better than I did?"
The time lord looked at her, He was glad for her company. He was so lonley.