She wasn't sure if he really meant it. If he was really sorry, if he even really remembered all that was said. She'd let the wound heal over and had long since forgotten the specific barbs and individual hurts -- but maybe he hadn't. Gallifreyans, it seemed, had long memories.
"Apology accepted." Rose lifted her hands to touch his on her shoulders. It was nice to touch him again, and she was trying to keep it uncomplicated. Truth was, now that she was back, she hadn't the foggiest what to do. She really should have thought this through more clearly. 'Track down the Doctor and take care of him' was not really a proper sort of plan by any stretch of the imagination, now, was it?
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Date: 2008-01-07 05:45 am (UTC)"Apology accepted." Rose lifted her hands to touch his on her shoulders. It was nice to touch him again, and she was trying to keep it uncomplicated. Truth was, now that she was back, she hadn't the foggiest what to do. She really should have thought this through more clearly. 'Track down the Doctor and take care of him' was not really a proper sort of plan by any stretch of the imagination, now, was it?