She supposed she'd always sort of believed in angels and demons and the like. The Tylers hadn't been a particularly religious family, only going to church when her grandmum begged them to come at Christmas. Still, she always sort of hoped there was something more than just this life. Meeting the Doctor had proven that, in its own way, and just being there in that town proved it in yet another.
So it wasn't completely outrageous that there was an actual angel standing in front of her. No, she wasn't wearing all white and a halo or playing a harp or anything. But there was definitely a sense to the pretty redhead that made Rose know there was something more. Angel? Yeah, sure, she'd accept it. Most of the questions Anna typically got wouldn't even have occurred to Rose, especially not in their particular situation. Maybe at seventeen, before the Doctor, when she was just an idealistic teenager who wanted to marry a rockstar and be his permanent groupie, maybe then she'd think to ask if she could get wishes granted or something. But she'd seen so much of the universe that her only concern was that this entire town didn't die in this so-called Apocalypse.
"Yeah," she agreed, with a chuckle under her breath. "My friend Mickey, he'd die if he knew I was in a place where there are Star Wars characters. And I think I've seen some comic book ones, but I was never a huge fan, so I don't know, really. But the Harry Potter kid! That's completely mental."
Something Anna said took a moment to register, but when it did, the lighthearted smile gave way to a slightly awestruck one. "Wait. You were human?"