Rose awoke on the TARDIS floor, and immediately wished she hadn't.
"Gyaaaaaaaa, that hurt," she groaned. "Did you really have to drop me on the floor?"
". . . I'm sorry?"
"Oh, come on." Rose slapped the Doctor. "Well, you did moderate the huon energy down to a level I can handle."
The Doctor's face dropped.
"You absorbed a fatal dose, didn't you?"
"Time Lords have a way of ch-"
"Shush. I'm trying to focus on a half-decent chin," Rose snapped as she began to glow with golden Artron energy. The Doctor's eyes widened in understanding.
Immediately after regeneration...
Rose immediately entered a rapid-fire shouting mode. "Legs! I've still got legs! Arms, hands... Ooo, lots of fingers! Ears, yes. Eyes, two. Chin, actually half-decent. Hair, lots of hair. Oh look, I'm ginger. There's something else though, something important. I'm . . . I'm . . . I'm . . . I'm . . . "
A spark flew out of the time rotor. "We're crashing."
Rose looked at her new Doctor. "Geronimo?"
His eyes brighted visibly. "Allons-Y!"