The Doctor spotted the Metacrisis next, and his spirits lifted. Clearly it was a good sign that they were together. He managed the start of a smile until he saw Rose again and hope that they were both alright evaporated.
He wore concern and approached Rose carefully, like walking toward a wounded animal.
"Shhhh," he said when he was close enough. "It's alright, Rose. I'm okay. We've been through this before. We're okay." He smiled, a similar sort of smile before they ran into something equal parts fantastic and dangerous. It wasn't exactly the same smile, of course. He looked different now.
The Doctor stopped just short of Rose and offered his hands for her to walk into if she chose.
His eyes looked to the Metacrisis for assistance and his smile faltered when he noticed the look in his eyes. "I admit this isn't the reunion I had planned."
Because if he was honest with himself he never planned on a reunion, though he would never admit it.
"...So, good day to fix a reality crisis?" he tried.