The Doctor continues to stare because he wants to say, sometimes he doesn't even meet others in the right timeline order but that would start more questions. That he really doesn't want to answer. But his hearts miss his Tardis and he makes a sad pouty face thinking about her.

"I've been around. I'm not picky, me. Just you know, so long you're a decent being." He doesn't comment about not being in charge but it's clear he doesn't like the idea. Like his frustration with free will and others not listening to him and then, usually something bad happening to them.

"My problem is that you, humans think that's usually the best way to solve a situation." The youthfulness in those eyes seem to vanish and there's something much, much older in that soul.