"...She was good at taking care of those." The Doctor seems to perk up at the idea of constellations in the car and upon entering, he realizes how much he's missed seeing the stars. He for sure, feels more at home, for the moment and more relaxed. But he also comes to the realization, of how everything, his Tardis, the stars, are all taken from him. The Train isn't so bad but it's not his Tardis. The Doctor makes himself comfortable and it becomes apparent, how his eyes seem to mirror the starry-filled cabin. Definitely, not human, along with the worn look on his face of having been through quite a lot. He is slowly, starting to come down. Ten is very glad, nothing more happened. He would have hated himself if it had.