As the Doctor stood in the TARDIS, staring at the empty space where Rose had once been, his shoulders slumped under the weight of grief he refused to voice. The hum of the ship filled the silence between them, but she could still hear the unspoken sorrow in every breath he took. Stepping closer, she hesitated for only a moment before reaching out, her fingers curling gently around his hand. "You don't have to say anything," she murmured, her voice a quiet promise of understanding. "Just... don't be alone in this." She didn't expect him to look at her, but when he did—his eyes shining with unshed tears—she simply squeezed his hand, offering what little comfort she could in the vast emptiness Rose had left behind.