“Rose, I really don’t want to change the topic,” he replied to her. Well, it seemed this date just went from all happy to bad. He leaned back pulling his arm up on the back of his booth. He watched her. He wasn’t sure what to do.
“You think seeing her is good? What bout myself in the future? You will bring the past to the present for me in the future. If I feel this way about you, and the way I felt when I lost you the first time. And he had lost you twice, Rose. You gonna kill him to sadness. I do know, he has emotions,” he sighed. “Rose, I am sorry, sorry,” he hated it. “How I hate saying this,” he brushed a piece of hair off his face. “Its swell your able to see my future self, Sara and I won’t see myself from the future or I will want to see Sarah again. I can’t have the heart to look at her. It’s too much of memory from my days on Gallifrey. I know she be my future daughter. Just seeing her will just make me wonder about things that I should not think about. I need to keep clear of certain things. I need to be away from certain people. I am sorry and I am really sorry it has to be that way. If effects me that I am unable to deal with the present. It’s hard. I know it’s very hard. I need to focus on now and you’re in my now and I can’t have you go on the future. I can’t allow it.” He sounded like a father now speaking to his daughter.
The waitress brought the order to the table. “Rose, please, don’t.”