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[have the TARDIS on the Astral Plane, obviously preoccupied and seemingly frustrated]

Why will they not listen? Why will they never, ever listen? I grow weary of their constant arguing. [seems to be holding a conversation with someone else while muttering to herself] No, that is not acceptable. Why can they not understand I won't hurt them? That wretched, useless -- did they just shoot at me?

[long-suffering sigh] I am convinced today is a Saturday. There can be no other explanation.

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Are you trying to look more attractive for someone in particular, then?

[Blinks] Not really, no.

Ah. [looks down, finishing one foot before asking] What are your feelings on the Doctor, Rose Tyler?

Er, well, that's---um. [Finishes her feet and looks over] Why d'you ask?

[completely unperturbed by Rose's verbal flailing] You and the Doctor travelled together in the past and you spend a great deal of time together now. [frowns] That faerie who possessed you also read your mind and said you loved the Doctor beyond simple friendship. Is this true?

[Acccccck]

Er. Um. Wait, she did what?

She said you loved the Doctor. [stops painting her nails to give Rose a straight look] I want to know if her words were true. Do you love him?

I....it's, um, well--

[keeps watching her, intent, then finally looks down, finishing painting her nails and wiggling her toes with a bit of childish wonder] In what way?

[Gives her toenails another coat] I....well....I think you know.

I figured as much. [doesn't look at her] He cannot love you the same way, you know. No matter how deeply you care.

[Grabs the ice cream and offers the TARDIS a spoon, digging in] That's all right.

[looks at it strangely but takes the spoon and mimics Rose, surprised by the cold] How can you say that so easily?

Dunno. [Shrugs, and eats more ice cream] I picked a good flavor.

What do you mean? Isn't it difficult, knowing he cannot and will not reciprocate how you feel? Doesn't it hurt? [shifts uncomfortably and takes another bite] I cannot taste it. The cold is nice, however.

Sometimes. [Blinks] You can't taste it?

[quietly] How do you ignore it? How do you make the hurting stop? [shrugs] I have no taste receptors, Rose Tyler. I'm a ship, what need have I of tasting food?

I find other things to think about. Sometimes it's other men, parties, work, my friends, and sometimes it's sitting down like this with my mum and watching a movie. [Slight smile] That makes sense. Too bad, ice cream really is good.

I see. [takes another bite of the ice cream, examining her toes as they dry] It is ... difficult ... for me to think of anything else. It never used to bother me. Why does it now?

Dunno. Could be because you're just letting it get to you.

[blinks and gives you an uncomprehending look, Rose] Letting what get to me? The natives' attacks have stopped and none of them have tried ambushing me. What else might be trying at the moment?

[Blinks] You're letting The Doctor get to you. What have the natives got to do with anything?

Of course I let the Doctor get to me. How else would he be able to get inside and hide from the natives trying to kill him?

T-that's not what I mean. I mean you're thinking about it too much.

And yet I cannot think of anything else. My life revolves around the Doctor. He is everything to me.