Despite herself, she had to smile. "If you remember, you've called us apes more than once. Stupid, hairless apes. So kind, really." In another time, she'd have shot him that grin. The one reserved almost entirely for him, wide with teeth showing and her tongue peeking out, just a bit. But she couldn't. Not yet. To be honest, she didn't even trust him anymore. Maybe she never would again, she didn't know. It would take more than a brief conversation on a bench outside a petrol station to judge that for sure.
"I met Wilf," she reminded him. "Donna's mum, too. They helped me find you." A lot of good it had done her. They'd joined the sub-wave network in an effort to bring he and Donna both back to Earth. Well, she supposed it had served its purpose. They'd come home, and saved the day. Just not her life as she'd intended. "He's wonderful. More fun than my granddad ever was." And he'd loved his granddaughter, so much. That was obvious. And he'd believed in the Doctor. Well. No one was perfect.
She remembered briefly how smug she'd been when she realised that someday, maybe, she'd be able to tell the Doctor there was a real Satan and a real hell and wouldn't that be brilliant? It had sounded more fun in her head. "Lucifer. Better known as the Devil. From what I understand, there are seals that covered his prison in hell. They've been breaking over the years and the last one is what pulled all of us here. We're here to help fend off the Apocalypse."
It was the most she'd said to him since she found him, and Rose paused, looking sideways at him to see how he'd take it. He could be such a time bomb. Either he'd call it all a lie and try and find some rational explanation, or he'd go all emotional and try to save the world. And once, she'd known how to deal with the almost bipolar tendencies. Now, she wasn't sure she knew him at all.