"Thank ya Jack. What would I do withou' you?" Rose asks with a grateful smile at the immortal trying to convey without words that she was sorry for her part in his being the way he was. She wrapped her arms around him murmuring encouraging words and also letting her hands smooth over whatever they were touching her fingers drawing Circular Gallifreyan on his skin part of her that still held Bad Wolf creating the words of 'health' and 'strength' without her knowing it. Sure she may know about Bad Wolf now, but she didn't know how to make it appear or what knowledge it would seep unconsciously through.