THE DOCTOR + ROSE TYLER
Probably low | Closed/In Progress
The Doctor had changed. It had been a sort of constant background noise since Rose had noticed - figured it out or...whatever you'd call it. She was distinctly and overly aware that this wasn't necessarily the Doctor she knew - he hadn't really told her how far apart they were just yet, but she was going to hazard a guess at 'a while'. He'd seemed absolutely fine the minute before she'd left, after all, and Jack seemed none the wiser as to a reason for it. She could also decipher that for some reason she wasn't still with him, which led her to believe that- well, she'd either died, or they'd gotten separated again.
Both ideas scared her.
She walked into the coffee shop purely because it was closer and it had seats, ordering herself a drink and putting in an order of scones, taking them to a little table in a cubby by the window. If he was still as bad at time as he used to be - that was always ironic, really, the Time Lord being absolutely abysmal at keeping appointments - she figured she could be waiting here for a little while so she scrolled through the network as she waited, sipping slowly at the coffee as she tried to quell the rising panic. What if he didn't care anymore? She'd always been so- scared of being insignificant. Of being nothing. She was good enough at bluffing confidence normally but now she had no idea how he'd react and how any of this would even pan out. Loving somebody who was a hundred years away from you would be difficult enough as it was without him being right there, in reach.
Still, she wanted to at least seem...kind of positive. He remembered Sarah Jane and if she had her...Doctor timeline somewhat straight in her head, she'd known him years and years before the Time War he'd talked about, but Sarah Jane had been bright and intelligent and one of the most amazing women Rose had ever met, in all honesty. She didn't even realise she was chewing on her thumbnail aas she flicked through the device she'd been given.