He'd have to get in line, because Nine was busy hugging a rather nice tree that he all but sprinted to, and had no intent in letting it go. For a moment he felt young, unfettered, filled with a joy he had managed to forget he even could try to have.
"My hands... I forgot how amber everything ends up." He was lying, really. He could never forget this, no matter how much he had tried to save himself the heartache.
He would bring Rose here, when she wanted. He couldn't believe that he was really standing here. The red mountains in the distance blurred slightly, but he drew the line at tears and got a hold of himself.
"We probably should be careful. Even if this is a different universe, I doubt we want Rassilon in our business, even if it is a different one."