She accepted the offered hand, getting to her feet as she twined her hand through his and wrapped her free hand around his neck. Though they'd always been affectionate, this was different and still a little bit new and still sent waves of happiness rushing through her. It would never stop surprising Rose just how much she loved this man. Even when he got all serious on her.
"Then we'll deal with it," she said simply. "Like we always do. There's nothing we haven't had thrown at us that we couldn't handle as long as we faced it together." Oh, having two additional Doctors would help here, and it was nice having Rory and she was even adjusting to the idea of River and all she was. But the rest of them were bonuses. What she needed was this Doctor. Every tall, lanky, suit-wearing, Converse-clad inch of him. This was the man who'd won her heart, all one heart that it was.
"And honestly. What's a few Daleks after all we've faced? Even here. You nearly died on me, or have you forgotten?" She could sound non-chalant about it now, sure. Now that he was safe and she was holding him. Then? She'd never been filled with that kind of panic before. After that, she really did believe she could deal with anything. Even Romana's child breaking time.