Charley doesn't much like that frown; it makes her feel terribly guilty.

She pulls another face, awkward and uncertain. 'Well, it isn't about your future, not anymore, I just--' It's only been a few weeks since she left the other Doctor, since she told him everything, and that was harder than she'd ever imagined it would be. She's still hurting from it, from having to leave him, from the soft resignation in his voice when he asked which one she was. She supposes there's probably some part of her that thinks if she tells this one, she'll lose him too.

Forcing a smile, she huffs a laugh. It has a definite hint of her earlier hysteria in it. 'Seems like nothing can ever be simple with me.'