There was little time to worry about buyers remorse as Rose focused on the other stalls in the market. She had to barter a pair of earrings to get the small communicators, they weren't that dear to her, but she still hoped it would be enough to bury the metaphorical hatchet. Rose just wanted to save her father, was that a big crime? Well apparently it was and she did act without thinking and she resolved to not be so reckless anymore, as it put a lot of people in danger. She wanted to be a useful companion. not one that just made trouble for the Doctor. As she slowed down, someone offered her a sample of an odd looking meat skewer. Knowing better than to ask what it was, she just accepted it politely.

It tasted like chicken, sort of. 

After thanking the alien behind the stall, she kept walking. While she had something to help the habit of them ended up separated, she still felt a little weird. She knew he hadn't totally forgiven her and she wasn't sure what else she could do besides offer up some blood or something crazy like that. Since the rest of the market wasn't very eye catching, she decided to check out other parts of the area. In the back of her mind, she found herself more interested in going back out to the frozen ocean again. It was very pretty, though freezing. Part of the reason Rose was hitting a mental roadblock, was because she didn't know a whole lot about the Doctor to begin with.

That wasn't right.

She knew there was a war and that he was the last of his kind. She also knew the war had gone wrong and that he ran off to save himself. She also knew that he liked helping people and that he was very particular about who he traveled with. He made that point clear when they dropped Adam off and Rose figured she had insulted the Doctor a bit when she abused her role. She didn't mean to. She didn't know something awful like giant monsters attacking people would happen. But it was all fixed, though she and the Doctor didn't talk about it because they were in a hurry to put everything right. The blond human wandered back toward the shore, or what would be the shore if the water wasn't frozen in place.

She wondered what she could to prove that she wasn't a stupid ape like he thought she was. They both said some stupid hurtful things and this trip was meant to be fun. And yet they were on their own as usual, though it was her suggestion that he go off. Rose took a seat and looked around, the horizon was broken up by tall towering frozen waves rushing toward the land. She played with the white sand under her and traced circles in it. If there was ever a bad mood in the room, her mother would always suggest tea but they had that and it didn't very little. Rose wondered if she should try cooking something. She wasn't the best, but she wasn't the worst either. But she didn't know what he liked, that was a problem.

Still somewhat determined, she decided to push forward with a plan. She got up and hurried to the resort and asked around until she found the spa which had hues of brown and blue. "Hi um I'm looking for a bloke with a leather jacket, blue eyes, sort of tall." She said to the woman. "Can you give him a message for me?" She asked the attendant. The scrap of paper Rose gave said, "Gone back to the TARDIS, meet me when you're done. Don't be too late or I'll get worried! - Rose" The girl then headed back to the area where she could snag a snow mobile. She found one she could use and headed back towards the TARDIS. Once back, she let herself inside and headed off to the library.

Once she found it, she started looking for any cookbooks that stood out to her.

Nothing on food from where he was from, but she found one that looked like it was used a lot so she took a gamble and brought it with her to the kitchen. She wasn't too surprised to learn the handy dandy TARDIS was well stocked with food from many cultures and planets. She ended up making something from Blini-Gaar as it had a good recipe for a fruit pie and from her digging around, it could be comparable to a peach/cherry pie of sorts which couldn't be bad. After she put it in the oven, she headed off to figure out where the Doctor kept his camping supplies. The TARDIS was being cooperative and soon she found one of the rooms had what she needed. She pulled out the tent and sleeping bags and was happy to note they seemed capable of dealing with the cold so she headed outside to set up camp while the pie baked.