He's regenerated again, she realises. He's got a new face, a new voice, and is wearing a bowtie.

She still loves him, though. She always will.

"Let me come with you," she begs him.

If he'd been his old self, he would have said yes. If he hadn't regenerated, then they could have seen the stars. But he was different, this new Doctor, and his silence told her everything he needed to know.

This new Doctor didn't have room in him for the love he used to bear her. He no longer felt the same.

Her world crumbled around her.