"How do you know about Rose?" the Doctor snapped, irritated. He did very well not thinking about her on a daily basis. It had been long enough that walking past her room didn't hurt anymore, but it would be a long while before he was fully past her. It always left a scar, being with people he loved. Losing them.
"I can't have known you that long," the Doctor said, but he already felt the nausea settling around him as he tried to think back. "I can't have."
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"I can't have known you that long," the Doctor said, but he already felt the nausea settling around him as he tried to think back. "I can't have."