Who would want to be a man like that? To carry all that burden, those memories and decisions? She hadn't quite understood the different faces thing and yet to hear that he had lived through a war that lasted four hundred years? How long could one man live? Even as she knew he was a Time Lord, that still seemed so incredibly hard to fathom.
"I wouldn't want to be that man, either. But I think he's lonely, at least from what you've said." Because she was having to separate herself from the two dreams she'd truly had about the Doctor, about how one he was just there to protect her for some unknown reason as though he knew her, and the other where he wanted to impress her. And while she had told him she would travel with him as herself and not some bargain basement replacement... There was a loneliness. "No one should be that alone and I think he seeks out companionship. Maybe it's not fair or right, but it's, well, human nature. Seeking that sort of connection."
Shrugging she sighed and sipped her tea as Troy mentioned how he didn't think she was dreaming about him. That it had to be someone else given how many faces he'd gone through and how none of his traveling companions had been her.
"Perhaps someone else picked up the mantle of Doctor. Still doesn't explain why it's been your face though." Because how could they deny dreams as simply dreams and the subconscious when people were showing up you wouldn't anticipate? How he and John shared so similar of dreams. How he and Rose were starting to cross. The unconscious mind was hard enough to understand, but that? It didn't add up. That and she was no more confused as to how Troy would be following along on astrophysics to the point where he'd find flaws in an expert's opinion.