Rose just nodded, not trusting herself to speak for a minute, not until she knew her voice would come out strong and unbroken and not burden him with more tears than she'd already shed.
"Yeah, I know. I get that. You can't leave the TARDIS. Anything else, anyone else, but not that."
And she did get it, which was why there wasn't any malice in those words, no bitterness, just sadness.
"So you want to know why I'm not jealous of Byron and Reinette? It's the same reason I'm not jealous of you and Reinette, or you and the TARDIS, or of the entire bloody universe for getting to keep you, you and him both, now, for long after I've gone. It's not that I'm not jealous, that's not it at all. It's just that I can't let jealousy stand in the way of--"
Love, she wanted to say, but she'd confessed that to him already and it was too early to even think about whether or not she'd fall that hard for Byron, if she'd even get a chance to.
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"Yeah, I know. I get that. You can't leave the TARDIS. Anything else, anyone else, but not that."
And she did get it, which was why there wasn't any malice in those words, no bitterness, just sadness.
"So you want to know why I'm not jealous of Byron and Reinette? It's the same reason I'm not jealous of you and Reinette, or you and the TARDIS, or of the entire bloody universe for getting to keep you, you and him both, now, for long after I've gone. It's not that I'm not jealous, that's not it at all. It's just that I can't let jealousy stand in the way of--"
Love, she wanted to say, but she'd confessed that to him already and it was too early to even think about whether or not she'd fall that hard for Byron, if she'd even get a chance to.
"-- of living my life the way I want to."