He gazes down at her with a soft smile, realizing that it's pretty wonderful, being back in Asgard. Yes, it can be extremely painful, and sometimes terrifying, but no moreso than the way his life is going back home. Something seems to be building between the Daleks and the Time Lords, and now that his memories of Asgard have returned, he's fairly certain he knows what that something is. It hasn't happened yet, but the Time War must be just on the horizon. Yes, this is much better than all that. No matter how painful it can be.

"I promise," he murmurs to her, nuzzling her palm.

He gulps a little awkwardly when the peace of the moment gives him time to notice their proximity. Fingers stroke through the smooth strands of her hair and then down to her cheek, ghosting over the freckles there.

The awkwardness doesn't last too long, however, before exhaustion hits him and his fingers slow to a stop and he drifts off.