The smile Rory got for his efforts was small, but it was there. Oh, she knew the Doctor had done what he thought was best at the time. It had taken them a lot of work to get through that. She'd been so angry and so hurt and he'd regretted it but he'd done what he thought he had to. That didn't make it easier to deal with, and it really took effort to see him be so happy with Amy and River knowing she'd been left behind.
"For a bloke who didn't much notice alternate realities at one point, he's sure getting good at them," she chose to comment instead, eyeing him for a moment and then shrugging. "I don't know why I'm surprised at anything he does anymore, if I'm being honest."
Did she know who he was? Oh, Rory. "I've been here for quite a while, actually. So has she. Remember, different timelines. We've talked. I..." She hesitated, then figured the truth was probably better. "Amy was here for a while, as well. We got to know each other fairly well before the seal sent her back. So, yeah, you'll have to forgive me. I know a bit about you just from how much she talked about you." Maybe admitting that she was crazy about her husband would help soothe him with not having her there.
"No offense taken," she reassured him with a grin. "Trust me, most of us would rather be home, or at least be with our loved ones." She didn't want to be home. Being home meant no more Doctor and having to deal with the metacrisis version and everything he represented. That was not a task she was looking forward to.
Anything else? Oh. Probably best... "The Doctor doesn't die, exactly. When he gets near death, his body can regenerate, take a different form, create a whole new person. There's three of him here. Best to know that going in. The two I traveled with and the one you and Amy know." She released a breath, blowing her hair out of her face as she thought. "And there's an apartment complex some of us choose to live in till we're settled, but most of our lot is hanging around the TARDIS." All except her, anyway.