The Doctor grips his hands back, his eyes continue to look in panic and he's trying very hard to ground himself. Him, it's coming from him. There's a look in The Doctor's eyes that he understands that John has been through something of this sort.

There's vague imagery of a certain blonde hanging onto a lever and floating for some reason. Like she's going to be stuck into - nothingness.

The Doctor is glaring at his teeth, "Can you... Create something for this place? So, it's not so - white?"