[In some ways, she understands. If she'd ever considered for a moment that she wouldn't find a way back to him, she might have done the same thing.
And she does get that from the other worlds. The world where she hadn't been born had been very hard on her. After that, she'd avoided herself when possible. She had caught a glimpse of herself working in another department store looking exhausted and utterly resigned with life. She assumed it was a dimension in which she'd never met him or he hadn't come back a second time. She'd ached so bad with wanting to see him after that, wanting to make sure that he was real, that she had met him. She'd held on so tightly to her TARDIS key that day that it's worn ridges into her skin she wasn't sure would ever disappear.
She still wears the key on a chain under all of her clothes. It's a tailsman as much as anything and it makes her feel safe and secure.
It's the best possible use of the ability as far as she's concerned. She does see that gratitude in his face and she leans forward to kiss the bridge of his nose lightly.] Are you tellin' me to use more pink, Doctor? [She teases him about it and then shrugs. In a round about way she's said it before but she doesn't mind talking about it again.] They're pretty in a formal sorta way. Rather have daisies or wildflowers...that sorta thing. Roses seem like an apology, sorta tryin' to suck up, y'know?
That is always encouraged, especially with him. And she went insane too. Also more headcanon
And she does get that from the other worlds. The world where she hadn't been born had been very hard on her. After that, she'd avoided herself when possible. She had caught a glimpse of herself working in another department store looking exhausted and utterly resigned with life. She assumed it was a dimension in which she'd never met him or he hadn't come back a second time. She'd ached so bad with wanting to see him after that, wanting to make sure that he was real, that she had met him. She'd held on so tightly to her TARDIS key that day that it's worn ridges into her skin she wasn't sure would ever disappear.
She still wears the key on a chain under all of her clothes. It's a tailsman as much as anything and it makes her feel safe and secure.
It's the best possible use of the ability as far as she's concerned. She does see that gratitude in his face and she leans forward to kiss the bridge of his nose lightly.] Are you tellin' me to use more pink, Doctor? [She teases him about it and then shrugs. In a round about way she's said it before but she doesn't mind talking about it again.] They're pretty in a formal sorta way. Rather have daisies or wildflowers...that sorta thing. Roses seem like an apology, sorta tryin' to suck up, y'know?