"Oh yes. That's the proper place for the universe to be, out of the way of The Doctor and Lucie Bleeding Miller, all right," The Doctor says, the edge coming back to his voice a bit, before his expression softens again.

"Perhaps we can. Get the other Doctors help, I mean. Also, the gentleman who is the friend of the other me. I tend to collect a very high caliber of acquiantences and friends, perhaps we can do this. Possibly give Q a proper tongue lashing about the temporal ethics of bringing the same Time Lord into a single place during multiple lives."