The more Rose thought about it, the more it just made her angry. Ever since her return back to him the Doctor had become a wiz with playing with her feelings. She had begun to think that it really was all a game to him and that her declaration of love so long ago on that beach had meant nothing to him. Back then he had clearly heard her replying with the now infamous words, "Quite right too," and had acknowledged it remembering the moment twice since her return, but there was no admittance of what those words meant to him. Did they mean anything at all?
Rose was deep in the TARDIS presently in a console room that had once been operational. The coloring and textures were all different to her, but they all still felt the same. As she touched the walls Rose still felt at home in a completely alien surrounding. On her last adventure to the planet Sirius she had learned a very shocking truth about herself. Rose wasn't human anymore.
Oh, sure she was physically. She had one heart, was warm blooded, had a monthly menstrual cycle, and would be declared by any classification as human, but at the same time she wasn't. Earth had become alien to Rose just as much as Gilgamesh Five, and to make her point clear it must be noted that she had just made that name up. Home was on a blue police box called the TARDIS that traveled in time as well as space with a former Gailifreyen she was rather fond of. Everything Rose had been was thrown away for this combination that she was presently living. To everyone else she was an alien and a wanderer without a physical home just like the Doctor except Rose didn't lose hers in a war. She lost hers on her own decision making process. Rose actually had time to think about what she would do and who she'd become, but she was just so clouded with what might have been. Now, with the Doctor making her feel unwanted and unloved she was beginning to long for what life would be like if she had said 'no' to him when given a second chance.
What would life be like for her then? If she had kept her job with Torchwood how important might she have been. Rose never told the Doctor, but she had had a team of her own there and taken on somewhat of a supervisory role, but she'd never tell him that. The Doctor was in charge and when she was younger that was alright because Rose was well aware of her own youth and misplacement. Now, she wanted to be treated as an equal if she was just a companion. If the Doctor had the same feelings for her she could give in her ego for love, but without it she had to wonder what the point was.
The Doctor lied to her, he protected her, and lectured at her like she was still the same nineteen year old he had met, but times had changed and so had Rose. She didn't want to play games anymore with him because that's all it ever was. It was time to show him what she was worth even if it got a little messy. Yes, it was time Rose make a statement to that arrogant little twat and quite right she should too.
She put her thoughts behind her and put on a content grin as she left the room to return to the front of the ship. They would be landing soon…