"Jenny-" the Doctor shot a command to the TARDIS, and Jenny's door cracked open. With one foot, he pushed the door open, his arms full of clothes. "You left your things in the dryer again! If you'd just-" He peered over the tottering pile, then snorted. " Of course, she's out. She would be out. Six years old and she still can't put her own clothes in the drawer…" He set the clothes down on Jenny's dresser, glaring at them. "Teenager."
Something flickered in the corner of his eye, and he turned. There was a new poster up on Jenny's wall beside the Eagle Nebulae. It depicted a gigantic tree, vitally alive, branches twisting in every direction. A number of localized temporal loops had been done on the paper, making the paint of the leaves appear and disappear. It made the leaves look as if they were rustling in the breeze.
The Doctor drew a deep breath, and smiled. Then he turned away, and softly, walked out of the room. The door closed behind him.