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Somehow it's just the two of them, standing in the console room. Both avoiding talking about what happened.
But that peace passes as Graham asks the question, "What did he mean, when he said that you'll be the loneliest person forever Doc?"
Her hands still as she turns to him but doesn't meet him gaze. "It has to do with me being a Time Lord," as she speaks she can almost feel the marking on her stomach burn. The words spill from her before she can stop the, "Time Lords, we... we have soulmates. Our perfect half. The Master was... commenting about the fact that I no longer have my soulmate."
"But.. wasn't she a Time Lord then?"
"No." her vision unfocuses as she recalls Rose. "No, my Rose... she was human. Human and so lovely, my perfect pink and yellow human who fought for justice. Its funny because I've spent more of my life without her than I did with her.... only a few short years before I lost her."
Graham averts his gaze but walks over to pat her on the shoulder, "I can't exactly relate but.... it sounds to me like she was your Grace."
".... yeah. Yeah, she was my Grace. But she's gone. And I'm still here. It hurts. Every single day, same as when I lost her."