Rose was frowning into her cup of cold tea when the Doctor entered the kitchen, but she pointed to the microwave. "Mum made some soup.There's a bowl in the microwave for you. She went out with some friends. She'll be back later. " She reached over and turned it on for him. "I was thinking I should wake you...it seemed like you were having a nightmare." Rose was never one to beat around the bush. "Are you okay?" She wanted to know what happened to him when he was gone. Could she call it a year? How long had it been for her? Suddenly any sort of anger she had had for him became worry. She pulled his sleeve so he'd sit down. 

After he did sit, she pulled out a glass and asked him what he wanted to drink. She could make a cup of tea if he wanted, or there was water, milk and some juice. The microwave beeped, as he replied what he wanted to drink. She took out the bowl and placed it, with a spoon in front of him. Rose found herself full of nervous energy that she only wanted to direct into caring for her Doctor.