He doesn’t know. You’re in the middle of the universe, ten thousand years into the future as you float around on a dying star… and he doesn’t know. The Doctor always knew. He always had something he could do, something that would lead to something else that would lead to safety. But right now… he didn’t know..

Understandably, you were a bit stressed as you stood in an alien storage room, listening to the screams and roars outside but he didn’t seem to think that was much of a problem.

“Could you not just let me enjoy this moment of not knowing?” He requested, annoyingly relaxed for the situation, “It happens so rarely!”