rose tyler (ex_rosetyler358) wrote in aternaville, |
"No, I hadn't really given it a lot of thought. Too worried about the possibility of being flung backwards by some kind of force I can't see, and I've been bruised enough to last a lifetime, you know?" She was rambling on and onward, throwing restriction, inhibition and all kinds of caution adamantly out to the wind, because what was it going to do her in terms of good anyway? She had abandoned the youthful belief that avoiding a problem would make it lessen or disappear, that it would somehow be any better to wait and face it later. No, there was only one way to now go and that was forward.
"You look the same." And there was no bitterness or irritation in her voice when she said that, only the quiet marvel that came with seeing and bearing witness to yet another impossible thing. Rose would have moments where she was certain she had seen it all, or at least all she was able to through her human eyes, and then she would find - to her own delight and chagrin - she was wrong, and embrace this without hesitation. Now, seeing the Doctor again - in this incarnation, with this particular face - was the kind of surprise she'd never thought possible, and admittedly a warmth came to her heart at seeing him again.
There was only another second's hesitation and then Rose let herself go, let herself run and, unceremoniously, throw her arms around his neck. Until then there had been the faint, slight chance of possibility he was some kind of figment of her imagination, and she had to rid that notion from her mind for good.