"Yeah, no shit. But sometimes they need to hear it. And they did." He shrugs his face, the corner of his mouth raising in a parody of a smirk.

"You're right. They don't want someone that's going to point out blazing stupidity. They want-" And now is a very bad time to look up, because the TARDIS is running her hands into the Doctor's hair and kissing his cheek. Gabriel very nearly cringes. It's should be becoming clearer and clearer that this isn't really about Peter at the moment. "Unconditional acceptance. Built-in trust."