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Rose watched as Richie's expression shifted, guilt etching itself across his features. His words hung in the air, heavy with a mix of self-deprecation and a hint of defiance. She could sense the weight of his past actions, the burden he carried from years ago. It was clear that Richie had been grappling with his own demons, ones that had resurfaced in the face of their current predicament.

As she listened, Rose felt a mixture of empathy and frustration welling up within her. She understood the fear and uncertainty that gripped Richie, the desire to protect oneself amidst the chaos that surrounded them. But she also knew the strength that came from facing those fears head-on, from standing together against the darkness that threatened their existence.

The corners of Rose's mouth curved into a gentle yet determined smile as she stepped forward, meeting Richie's gaze with unwavering eyes. "Richie," she began, her voice calm yet laced with a touch of conviction. "I get it, I really do. The Doctor is... amazing. But sometimes he needs a hu- friend to help."