"Yeah, same," Rose put her hands in her pockets, unable to look up at first. But at the part about Earth, she bursts out laughing again. "I said that too! He always says he's just in the area, but I swear he likes us. He hangs around England more'n the rest of the world too. I guess it's easier for him to blend in there, but still. He is absolutely hung up on Earth," she giggled.
"Salt and pepper, really?" Rose closed her eyes trying to imagine it. "Ah well the first one, he was 900. Leather jack, blue eyes, big ears. Second one... he wears a pinstripe suit and tie, and has really great hair." Rose dazed off into space, muttering to herself, "Really great...." She wasn't hung up on him like he was on Earth. Really. Mostly. Maybe a little.
But at the offer, Rose just grinned softly, "Nah, you're in his future from me, so I gotta nail down the right one." She heaved a sigh of relief. "It's good though! It means... there is a future," she bit her bottom lip. "He said he couldn't come get me without risking destroying the universe... two universes actually." It was dangerous to tell anyone that, and she hadn't shared it with anyone outside of her father and Mickey, not even to the rest of Torchwood and her team. But it reminded her of Gwen and Nancy, and she was pretty sure avoiding saying it wasn't going to prevent anything. "So trying to find him again... was last resort." Even if she wanted to come back, which she did. To keep her promise of forever... which apparently she still failed, but whatever, at least he wasn't alone. That was important. And after seeing what happened when Donna wasn't there to save him; even more important.
"'M glad though," she laughed, letting the giddy joy bubble over her. "You sound like a good person to keep him from goin' off the deep end. He needs that," she grinned. "But yeah, if we find yours, well..." He promised he wouldn't forget her. Even if it was a future version, she couldn't just pretend she didn't care about him. Even more if he was lonely, but he had Clara so that was good, but would he have forgotten her? Curse of the TimeLords, he was scared of her dying so much before him, and clearly Rose had.
Rose glanced away again. "I don't think he'll be very happy to see me again," she bit her bottom lip and cast her eyes down. Aside from the danger of the dimension cannon, showing up out of his past like that, reminding him of her death, all the pain and loss she'd always meant to protect him from -- how could he be happy about that? He was happy to see Sarah Jane again, so maybe he wouldn't mind too much. She hoped. She wasn't sure which would hurt more, if he didn't recognize her, didn't remember her, or if he was just mad at her and didn't want to see her again. Either way, it made her want to run, but she wasn't sure in which direction. Forward. Always forward, at least.
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"Salt and pepper, really?" Rose closed her eyes trying to imagine it. "Ah well the first one, he was 900. Leather jack, blue eyes, big ears. Second one... he wears a pinstripe suit and tie, and has really great hair." Rose dazed off into space, muttering to herself, "Really great...." She wasn't hung up on him like he was on Earth. Really. Mostly. Maybe a little.
But at the offer, Rose just grinned softly, "Nah, you're in his future from me, so I gotta nail down the right one." She heaved a sigh of relief. "It's good though! It means... there is a future," she bit her bottom lip. "He said he couldn't come get me without risking destroying the universe... two universes actually." It was dangerous to tell anyone that, and she hadn't shared it with anyone outside of her father and Mickey, not even to the rest of Torchwood and her team. But it reminded her of Gwen and Nancy, and she was pretty sure avoiding saying it wasn't going to prevent anything. "So trying to find him again... was last resort." Even if she wanted to come back, which she did. To keep her promise of forever... which apparently she still failed, but whatever, at least he wasn't alone. That was important. And after seeing what happened when Donna wasn't there to save him; even more important.
"'M glad though," she laughed, letting the giddy joy bubble over her. "You sound like a good person to keep him from goin' off the deep end. He needs that," she grinned. "But yeah, if we find yours, well..." He promised he wouldn't forget her. Even if it was a future version, she couldn't just pretend she didn't care about him. Even more if he was lonely, but he had Clara so that was good, but would he have forgotten her? Curse of the TimeLords, he was scared of her dying so much before him, and clearly Rose had.
Rose glanced away again. "I don't think he'll be very happy to see me again," she bit her bottom lip and cast her eyes down. Aside from the danger of the dimension cannon, showing up out of his past like that, reminding him of her death, all the pain and loss she'd always meant to protect him from -- how could he be happy about that? He was happy to see Sarah Jane again, so maybe he wouldn't mind too much. She hoped. She wasn't sure which would hurt more, if he didn't recognize her, didn't remember her, or if he was just mad at her and didn't want to see her again. Either way, it made her want to run, but she wasn't sure in which direction. Forward. Always forward, at least.