Handy looked back at her sharply, eyes narrowing. "I left?" he repeated coldly. Part of him wanted to believe that he was somehow still alive when Rose was from, that he had simply struck out on his own, but he knew better. She was lying to him, and suddenly his fear was becoming anger.

"He said you'd been avoiding the Doctor," he said, his voice still cold. "Were you going to avoid me, too? Pretend I wasn't here?"