Rose looked across the room to see Aeryn working on the guns. “Never much took to them. But you seem comfortable, and a quick study. I think Guns were a last resort of the Doctor’s as well. Seemed to like talking the bad guys into submission, or irritating them into doin’ somethin’ stupid.”

"I'm no cook, to be honest, so it's obvious to me that I must have been quite single mindedly concentrated on weapons" she offered a smile to take the sting out of her words.

Rose froze for a moment. She seemed to consider for a moment. “I’ve been getting flashes of memory. Sometimes big chunks, but that makes my head hurt. The Tardis seems to be waking them up on doses we can take, the Doctor and I. It won’t help anyone else. Just the two of us, because we have some sort of mental connection. But it does mean our memories are still there. We just can’t connect with them. We have to look into how to get everyone re-connected. Still think hypnosis might work.”

"I have been having flashes, too. The problem comes with trying to 'grasp' them, it's more like trying to remember a hazy dream. There are some things which come to me and I can remember remembering something about them; but the details are not clear to me when I try to remember them again." She sighed, pushing away from the table. "If there is anything I can do to help with the cooking, please say?"