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"Pennywise is your thousands year old demon clown?" a chewed lip in thought, and Rose snorted. "Just go on a couple missions when you're comfortable, you'll be fine. S'not like --" she rubbed her temples and sighed. "Actual end days o' London, yeah? Had to see... a lot of that. Here... it's... manageable? That's awful o' me to say, I get it, they're still in survivor mode and need us, but..." she shuddered, "Blimey, no one gets it. They can't..." She didn't even want them to, really. End of the world, times several hundred. No one needed to see that. "It's just... a lot better, yeah? A lot." She wondered briefly what Gallifrey was like at the end, and quickly locked that thought away. No one needed to see that either, she expected. Burned before its time. Was ice and snow worse? Didn't matter. She'd make it un-happen. Where it counted.