"There's a rift in time and space over Cardiff and Jack figured out how to tap into it with his vortex manipulator," she exposited. "It's not terribly precise," a faintly apologetic grimace, "which is why I didn't get here sooner. But I'm here now, right?"

Forced cheerful grin. AWKward, Rose thought, the voice in her head that sounded an awful lot like Jack. He'd said that this was an 'idea of dubious quality', but she'd convinced him to let her try. To go to the Doctor when she figured he'd need her the most. Jack had mostly given up trying to talk sense into her over the Doctor, but she loved him for trying nonetheless.

Silence for a moment. Then: "Well, this is bloody awkward, isn't it? Whew..."