After their shower, the Doctor helped Jack to sit down on the loo facing him. He placed a towel across Jack's lap as he tried once again not to glance at Jack's groin. As a Time Lord, it should have been easy for him, but he found himself looking and then scolding himself for looking several times. Once Jack was covered he picked up a razor, taking a deep breath as he did. It had been a long time since he had helped anyone shave and he was worried that he was going to nick Jack's face. He placed a hand against Jack's cheek, still warm from the shower. Leaving it there he stared into Jack's unseeing eyes. Jack sat patiently for awhile as he waited before his eyes narrowed in confusion.

"Are you still going to help me shave?" Jack wondered. The Doctor removed his hand from Jack's cheek. Grabbing the shaving cream, he lathered Jack's face. Slowly and carefully he helped Jack shave off his beard. He managed to finish without nicking Jack once, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Getting a cloth wet, he wiped the rest of the cream off Jack's face. Except for the fact that Jack's hair was a little too long, he looked almost normal again. The Doctor smiled at seeing the Jack he once knew sitting there waiting for him. He quickly shaved his own face, not taking as much care and nicking himself once.

"Smarter than a bloody ape and I still manage to cut myself. How is it that I can shave your face and not cut you once?" The Doctor seethed to Jack. He finished shaving then took Jack's hand, pulling him to stand up. Jack did, letting the towel fall to the ground. "And you can't even figure out how to hold a towel and keep yourself covered. It is amazing you apes even managed to discover fire let alone how to pull on a pair of trousers. I am surprised you aren't all running around naked." The Doctor pulled Jack into his room. Leaving him in the middle of it a moment, he found Jack a pair of trousers and a clean shirt. He handed them to Jack going back into the closet. He dressed in his brown suit, complete with a brown tie with blue swirls on it. He fixed his hair so that it was spiked up taking the time to make sure that it was messy, but not too messy.

"Doctor? Jack asked in concern after a little while. The Doctor went back into his room to find that Jack had managed to find the bed and was sitting on it. His trousers were on correctly, but he had buttoned his shirt so that it was at an angle and he had missed several buttons causing it to be bunched up in some places. The Doctor tutted, going over to Jack.

"That was a good try," The Doctor praised him. He started to fix Jack's shirt for him as he did Jack put a hand on his to stop him.

"I know you are only taking care of me because you feel sorry for me Doc and as soon as I am healed you are going to take off again. And don't get me wrong I understand traveling the stars is what is best for you," Jack told him. The Doctor frowned. He put his finger to Jack's temple, but Jack shook his head no. "I don't want to see your face and have you tell me it's not going to be like that this time. We have separate lives Doctor and though they cross sometimes, I have the feeling that if you hadn't found me in that cabin, I would have never seen you again. I also know that once I am healed you will take me to Cardiff and that will be the end of our time together. If you want to leave me with Martha until you find a cure, I understand as you have too much to do and there is too much in this universe to see to be burdened with a blind and deaf friend."

"I don't think you're a burden Jack," The Doctor whispered as he stared at Jack. His hands shook a little as he finished buttoning up Jack's shirt correctly. He wanted to talk to Jack and tell him that he was wrong. That he would have come back eventually regardless. He couldn't do it, though. Jack as right he probably never would have made it back to him. How many companions over the years did he eventually leave behind or have them leave him. He never once looked back to see if they were alright when he should have. He should have let them know he had never forgotten about them. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, grateful that Jack couldn't see the tears in his eyes.

He moved so that he was sitting on the bed next to Jack. He pulled Jack into a hug, feeling relieved when Jack hugged him back tightly. Even if Jack thought he was going to leave him again, he still wanted him there. The truth was that the Doctor didn't want to leave Jack behind again, regardless of whether or not Jack could see or if he remained blind the rest of his life. He never had or would understand why Jack loved him more than he hated him, and perhaps it was time he stopped trying to. Releasing the hug, he pulled on Jack's hand trying to get him to stand. Jack didn't budge as he turned his hand so that his palm was facing upward.

The Doctor smiled placing his hand on Jacks. He then put Jack's other hand against his chest. He spelled the word Doctor, moving Jack's hand to his own chest he spelled Jack. He repeated it several times before moving on to other words. Jack seemed frustrated at some of the words as the Doctor slowly led him around the room to begin with. He would eventually sit down and teach Jack the alphabet, but right now he wanted Jack to understand what the different letters felt like as he said he found the sensation confusing. He was spelling the word desk to Jack when there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," He called out, continuing to spell the word.

"I have to start work in a minute. I was wondering if you were going to come back before then?" Martha questioned.

"No. He agreed to learn so I am trying to teach him different items in the room so he gets a feel for it," The Doctor explained. He looked up at Martha. "I still need to work on his energy problems later, if you can spend time with him."

"That's fine. I am also going to see if I can come in later for the next few days so that we can get your sleeping pills sorted. Last time they made you groggy in the morning and I don't want you trying to make tea or coffee until you are actually awake," Martha teased him.

"How can I wake up fully without tea?" The Doctor asked sounding genuinely confused.

"I will make your tea and Jack's coffee. Just don't get use to it because as soon as you are sleeping normally again, you are making me coffee in the morning," Martha informed him. Trying to tease him again.

"Alright," The Doctor agreed. Martha went into the room, giving him a quick hug as the Doctor once again failed to realize the sarcasm as he focused on Jack. Martha wondered how long it would take for the Doctor to realize he needed Jack as much as Jack needed him.