[ Julia remembers centuries of loving him and she feels it now, that sort of overwhelming desire and need, and it's easier to brush off the bitterness now that she can see an end. The truth is, this is the best possible answer to all her problems, because it means she has a second chance. She takes his hands and puts them on her face instead, as close as she can get. ]

I'm sorry. [ She kisses him gently before pulling back. ] I'm so sorry what I have to do.

[ There is only one path she can see to victory and it's the harshest one. It's like magic coming from pain. Memory can come from it too. For all the beautiful things they've experienced, it's what pulls them apart that stays the longest. There are tears in her eyes since this became a mess she never asked for, and it's been difficult, getting bits and pieces of the truth back. Agonizing, in some ways. ]

A long time ago you told me about Susan, your granddaughter, and your friend the Corsair. You told me about your wife River, and your friends Amy and Rory. They lost their daughter for a long time and you thought you were responsible. You blamed yourself for their deaths because you said they wanted to live a quiet life but you couldn't leave them.

[ It's difficult to bring up the people he loved and lost because she knows that it hurt him, that they all weighed on him. So to force him to remember the worst aspects to pull him back to himself, it's a terrible cruelty, but Julia knows he is already suffering. He's starting to lose himself in this reality and he's going to fade away. They're all in peril and if she has to be cruel to wake him up, that's what she'll have to do. Julia's never shied away from hard decisions, she wasn't allowed to. ]

You wanted to be the Doctor, but the universe called you the Oncoming Storm.