The Doctor reacts to that name. He stiffens slightly and there’s tiny flicker of hope that he might see her again. The odds aren’t really in his favor on that one but he can’t help but hope. He watches Me with a guarded expression, trying to discern why her condition would involve Rose Tyler. That’s not really anything he can give his word on-If Rose were to turn up then he would definitely love her to help-she had a knack for noticing things out of the ordinary-her very human eyes were always ahead of him when it came to noticing when something was even a little off.

“What have you got against Rose Tyler?” He questions, eyebrows knitting together in confusion. He couldn’t make that promise. He loved Rose just as he loves all his companions. Except perhaps Adam. But he didn’t really count because Rose was the soft one that had invited him along. “And anyway, it’d be completely useless to turn down help when you’re working towards the same goal.”