Rose smiled genuinely as Eric and John left. She was lucky to be so cared for. Though they couldn't replace her family and friends back home, these people were definitely making a niche for themselves in her heart.

"Jus' you an' me," she said to Max. "Guess I should lie down, eh?" She reclined, resting her blonde head on a pillow that smelled like John. Rose hoped she'd be able to fall asleep. All the excitement was making it difficult to relax.

She closed her eyes, but continued to talk. "Thanks, Max. For 'elpin', I mean. I know ya recently lost a friend- Ninety-Nine, was it?- an' the fact tha' you're still 'ere for my... it's really..."

The sentence was never completed. Sleep found Rose, and swiftly pulled her under. The Companion was apparently more exhausted than she'd realized.