The Doctor's eyes burned as he circled the console, sending the TARDIS into the Vortex. Despite the clawing ache in his mind where Rose should be, he hadn't shed a single tear since their bond had broken.
He took a shuddering breath and shuffled towards the corridor. A flash of purple caught his eye, and he picked up Rose's blouse with a trembling hand.
He remembered how it had been left here—Rose's cheeky smile as she'd tossed it at him, her laughter when he'd chased her down the corridor.
A sob finally broke free as he collapsed to the grating, and Rose's shirt soaked up his tears.