The Doctor didn't look over at Daniel, instead reaching up to fuss with the twine. "Ah, that. Think of it as a psychic sneeze. Nothing too lasting, I think."

Humans were a surprisingly sturdy lot, given Daniel was standing there perfectly fine and asking about it. It did leave the question of how much he did remember in the first place, the Doctor finally leaving the twine alone to swing around so he could face Daniel. Did he mention he was psychic to Daniel? It wasn't exactly something he generally brought up in a conversation because to him, it wasn't exactly exciting or even interestingly new, so he tended not to bother bringing it up unless there was a reason. He forgot that most humans found those sorts of abilities novel when Daniel Jackson came from.

The Doctor eyed Daniel over his sonic screwdriver.

Given how much his clone had decided to share, well. He was hoping the human hadn't picked up anything too much. There were still some things he'd like to keep close, no matter how much he liked Daniel and his Otter Soother-ness.

"Was that your first psychic encounter?" The Doctor asked, curious. He leaned forward to peer at Daniel, eyes searching his.