She hasn't dropped her hands from his face, re-memorizing the way he looks, that crooked smile, those sharp eyebrows, those warm brown eyes that have been in her dreams every night since she'd last saw him on a desolate beach in Norway. Rose shakes her head, shoulders lifting a little helplessly, almost giddy.
"I don't know! I was working, in the lab back in that world's Torchwood, and suddenly I was here, in the park standing in front of you. I'm still not so sure it's really happening!"
Breathless, she can't imagine letting him go now, nodding once, her grip shifting down to hold his shoulders instead. "I'm absolutely perfect now, aren't I? I'm here with you, Doctor... it's all I've wanted."
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Date: 2019-07-10 02:42 am (UTC)"I don't know! I was working, in the lab back in that world's Torchwood, and suddenly I was here, in the park standing in front of you. I'm still not so sure it's really happening!"
Breathless, she can't imagine letting him go now, nodding once, her grip shifting down to hold his shoulders instead. "I'm absolutely perfect now, aren't I? I'm here with you, Doctor... it's all I've wanted."