“Oi, blimey, it’s about time,” the Doctor breathes, no real anger in her tone. It’s relief, and love, and it warms Rose’s heart to hear it. Their beautiful TARDIS is back now, and all is well.
They grasp hands as the Doctor moves to unlock the door.
“Wonder what she’s done this time?” Rose murmurs.
The Doctor arches an eyebrow and takes a deep breath, opening the door into a whole new console room, which now resembles the interior of a steampunk clock.
Awestruck, the Doctor grins broadly and says, “You’ve redecorated. I love it.”
They grasp hands as the Doctor moves to unlock the door.
“Wonder what she’s done this time?” Rose murmurs.
The Doctor arches an eyebrow and takes a deep breath, opening the door into a whole new console room, which now resembles the interior of a steampunk clock.
Awestruck, the Doctor grins broadly and says, “You’ve redecorated. I love it.”