She should have realized he would not think the Pandorica real. After all, even her Doctor, the one who was from her same universe had thought it nothing but a fairytale until he had been imprisoned there. It was meant to scare, but it was very real.
"Myths based in truth." Myths had to start somewhere. Maybe blown out of proportion, but they started somewhere. And she knew that, even if the Alliance had not built the Pandorica, someone would and they would capture this Doctor. He was re-writing history, the future, the universe and it would be destroyed. He said it was stable. But the cost was too high. The abuse of power too strong holding him. Still she did give a small nod. She would follow his time stream. See where it led.
Oh. It was vibrant for certain. So many Time Lords and TARDISes still alive. But beneath it all, discontent. People manipulated to do as he wanted. Fear. It spread through the universe. Fear that things would be re-written all because the Doctor might feel it 'necessary'. It made her feel so full of emotion, words she didn't know how to express. She felt something fall down her cheek but she didn't know what it was. She didn't understand why her body responded like this.
"They will destroy you...." It hurt. Seeing what she was seeing. The future could be just as painful as the past. She felt the tears but did not comprehend them. Did not understand. She felt weak, her body swaying from the stress of what was going on around her, in front of her. "Not the answer. Never the answer. Answers in here. Not a paradigm."