"I kind of asked you to, right?"
She squeezes his hand.
"Thank you for coming over."
Rose sniffles and nods.
"I'll never tell anyone, Beetlejuice. You have my word," says someone who is, if anything, a little too good at keeping secrets. "This can be just ours."
"So are you."
She kisses his cheek.
"I...I'm going to be okay. I think. I just...have more to work out than I thought I did."
"I think I get it."
She looks around. Looks at the door.
"Shall we go somewhere else? I...I don't really want to be in here right now."
"...Let's just go for a walk."
She's not sure she wants to deal with Ford.
"Why fumigated? Who's doing that?"
Rose pauses at the door and looks back, horrified.
"He - why? Why would he do something like that?"
"....oh. Oh."
Well, that's a little different.
"I hope Hange can bring her back. I'd like to meet her."
"I think that's what happens to a lot of us," Rose suggests softly. "She just got missed out for a little while, I guess."
"Well, at least being smaller means she'll be able to explore?" She's trying to focus on the positive, where she can find it. "I'd have hated to have my lion cooped up in my room for all the time I've been here."
Rose shakes her head.
"I travelled with a pride in the desert, for a while," she says. "When one of them died, I...I brought him back."
That's a thing she does, y'know, reviving the dead and giving them magical powers while turning them immortal.
"I.....I don't think so," she says haltingly. "And I've never tried it on a human, I...I'm not sure what would happen. Lion didn't exactly come back exactly the same as he was before."
"...not like you would see in a movie," Rose hedges. "But I was using a power I was used to using on inorganics, and he's lived for much longer than a regular lion, so..."
She can't in good conscience say she didn't make a zombie lion.
She blushes, then looks away, sadly.
"Not amazing enough."
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