( Red lifts her head up from where her hands were settled awkwardly in her lap, twisting around each other. She clears her throat of the emotion lodged there, fingers tightening around one another. She sees the understanding in her face, and there's an ache at knowing her friend has had to go through something similar. There's this selfish relief at being seen, understood too. Even if she hates Hermione went through anything like that, and she can tell she did - that bitter laugh, the pain in her. )

I'm really sorry you know how it feels, sorry you went through that at all. ( Her eyes burn, and she shakes her head, thinking now of Fei who has gone back to her own universe, who called her 'sister' but is gone. Then she thinks of how the Doctor said he'd take her in his TARDIS to go get ice cream at a planet where everyone is happy all the time. He can't. They can't. He has galaxies to save, and he has to die to do it. )

That's a really good way to think about it. Think I'm just wired all cynical, y'know? ( She scrubs at her face, and then releases her breath. ) He kind of knows that I know things, but I can't- can't tell him. ( Because then he'll die and all those galaxies will be destroyed. It's complicated by the fact that his TARDIS could show up at any time and just take him back to where and when he was from. )