"John Smith?" Though a few stray tears still threatened her cheeks, Rose gave a small laugh. "Tha's absolutely dull! Ya are human!" She shook his hand with a cordial smile. It was the polite thing to do when meeting a new person- though this definition of new was complicated.

After the handshake came an awkward silence. Rose had no idea what to do. According to John, she was going to see The Doctor again, someday. She was destined to warn them of something, to save them. Talking to John could very well destroy that future timeline. The Doctor himself had taught her those rules.

Still, there was so much to know, to ask! She wondered what was safe. Hmm... One teeny, tiny, personal question couldn't hurt, could it?

"If ya got all the same memories, um..." Rose could feel her cheeks go pink. Her conscience told her not to, but she asked anyway. "'ow d'ya feel abou' me?"