[ He's silent for a long while, and just stares at her as he lets that sink in. All of it, which is an incredible lot for those few words. The same girl, the same girl, from the future and past of the Ponds' century, if he wants to measure it. The same girl who never remembers. But of course she doesn't. How could she be the same?

And yet, if it's the TARDIS saying it, then... Then he believes her, of course he does.

The girl who can, except she can't do that. The one companion who would know his name, if he can't-- But of course he can fix that timeline. Has to. The engine has exploded, so he has to. ]

Oswin...? I'll see her again?

[ Of course there's a hint of hope in his voice. He hadn't dared imagine... ]