"That shit will make you go blind," Rose gestured to the bottle. She picked it up and put it back into the cupboard, murmuring to the TARDIS to 'just lose it, there's a girl'. She was not one to really condemn another's vices, but really...

"Just a hair over five years," she told him, self-consciously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She'd not aged much, due to, she assumed, the TARDIS mucking about with her the last time she'd been here. Bad Wolf and all that.

She'd known coming home wouldn't be easy, but she'd really not expected to find him so dead inside that she didn't even warrant a hug.