"So what happens now?" Mickey asks, re-entering the console area after another wandering session.
"Now it's bedtime." The Doctor announces cheerfully. "But not before…"
Stopping his sentence midway due to a dark look from Rose, who's shaking her head.
"Not before what?" Mickey inquires, having missed Rose's actions completely.
"Oh uh, nothing, just, uh turning off all the lights." The Doctor improvises. "That's it. All the lights. Off they go. I'll do that." And he starts pushing buttons left right and centre, mumbling cheerfully as he goes. "Hello button, off you go."
Not that they actually were light buttons. The TARDIS controlled the lighting herself. She was willing to play along though, darkening the areas where the Doctor had pushed a button.
Mickey looks at him strangely.
"Never seen anyone so enthusiastic about turning of lights." He whispers to Rose.
Rose just shrugs. "He's the Doctor. He's enthusiastic about just about anything."
Mickey had to agree there. Since the Doctor had regenerated he had been upbeat and happy about practically anything. He was like a kid on a sugar high discovering the wonders of the world. Or, well, worlds more like.
"Well, better go find my room then, before it's completely dark here. Still not sure where it is exactly." Mickey looks around; trying to decide which hallway it was that would lead him to his room.
"It's that one." Rose helps him. "Just follow it down, third door on the left. And don't worry, you'll get the hang of it."
"Thanks. You coming?" Mickey may not have remembered which hallway it was, but he did remember Rose's room was down the same one.
"In a minute. I'm thirsty, going to get a quick drink from the kitchen. I'll see you in the morning yeah?"
"Yeah alright." Mickey moves to her side and kisses her on the cheek. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." She responds as she returns the kiss.
"What was that all about?" The Doctor asks indignantly as he returns to the control room, the second Mickey had left it.
"What was what about?" Rose asks putting on an innocent face.
"Don't give me that. I've been pretending to turn off lights for five minutes. Why didn't you want Mickey to know what we do before bedtime?"
"Because I don't." She sighs, not able to meet his eyes.
"There's nothing wrong with it, is there?" He questions, a little worried. Humans could have the weirdest rules about behaviour sometimes.
"No, no. Of course not. It's just, I love Mickey, but I'm still getting used to having him around all the time. It's a bit weird."
"And you don't want him around for this?"
"No, not yet. I just, I don't know, it didn't feel right."
The Doctor looks at her for a moment.
"Okay." He shrugs. "We still can though, can't we?" Hope shining bright in his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, course we can."