How are you, Rory?' [the Doctor] asked. I [Rory]... answered him. 'It's been odd being you.' 'Isn't it?' The Doctor's smile didn't quite reach his eyes. 'How do you cope?' 'Ah...' The Doctor picked away at a scrap of loose paint on the door. 'Well, I just get as close as I can to a happy ending, then I shut the door behind me and move on.' I nodded. We shut the door behind us and moved on.