Oddly enough he didn't often hang around the TARDIS much these days. There were other places to be, other means to travel, but as it happened he hadn't been able to resist visiting the Box on this particular day... just to mess around with the settings and dials. Mostly to see if his Tenth self would notice.

The loud banging on the door bought back those old familiar feelings, Sarah or Jo at the door, begging to be let in. Of course the voice was a much less familiar one but he still came round and opened it. Leaning on the frame he popped his head out to see who it was.

"Dead? That rather depends on your interpretation."