[The Doctor scowled, looking at the Other. As much as he hated to admit it, the man had a point. It was a good idea in theory, but this wasn't his TARDIS. While he wanted to get out of here, he wanted to get out of here in one piece.]

Temporal sink or not, she's still my TARDIS. Soothing it is. [He placed a hand on the TARDIS exterior, stroked it slightly, and looked at the ship] I'm sorry about this old girl, I really wish I could make this buffoon vanish and get your proper owner back.