It's easier to live in the moment when moments are all you might have. And Julia is still capable of death, the gods can die, but it's very unlikely and incredibly difficult. She thinks about Gabriel and billions of years that made her want to have a panic attack, but that is definitely too far ahead. There's probably a middle ground between living in the moment and being apprehensive about what she's become.

Julia sees what he's giving back and in a way they are kin spirits too, probably more than Martin, because she couldn't be connected to someone made of pure happiness. It would be too strange. The Doctor has lived through pain and regret and that is why he's given her hope since they met. He's her role model, in many ways.

She nods her head along with what he's saying because she agrees. All of those things are true. Dark and light, good and bad. She's always been someone grounded in reality, aware of the harshness of the world but still wanting to fight for the best. "I know I've been focused on how much I didn't choose this, but right before I came here, I was suddenly really looking forward to, I don't know, making something out of it." That's what she said, as she became more and more in touch with her powers and with the potential it brought. It felt right, and she was less and less angry about what it came from.

The reason she fell back into her emotional struggles here is that the rug was ripped out from under her. She was ready to become her new self, and then she was stuck, lost. But the Doctor is right to point out that it doesn't have to end there. This isn't her world but it'll have to temporarily be. "I mean, we have an entire psychic plane here in which we can imagine anything with." She looks around at her domain, smiling again. "Who could have seen that coming?"

And that's a good thing. "And I met you." An undeniably wonderful good thing. "We can be happy today."