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Fine.

Do you want to know then?

I don't. Because it doesn't matter.

It does. You're still doing it. Here and now.

Yeah. That's fine. It's just the way it is.

Fine.

[That's it, she just walks out on him.]

[it was inevitable, really. At some point, Rose would always go, dissatisfied with his choices and who he was. Who he had become. They say you couldn't go home again. Well, he had no home, and not even a Tardis at the moment. And some people, perhaps, you weren't supposed to meet again]

[If she knew that's what he was thinking, she would rebuke him further. He can be whoever he feels like. She's not dissatisfied, just not going to bother wasting words he doesn't want to hear. If he wants to be stuck having to stick around his messes and continue to do it here, then that's his choice. Autonomy.]

[yes. Autonomy. Which he appreciates. And Rose continually being frustrated with him seems to be a byproduct of it. But one day he'll get inured to it and it won't even hurt any more.]