"You care about everyone," the Doctor pointed out, but his voice was barely bitter, and he clenched the mug tightly; it felt as if it would nearly burn his hand.

"I did that too," he admitted. "She told me not to anymore, but all of it comes back to that--people coming, people going, people dying. I might make a better Catholic than Rob, really, were it not for the fact that no one can be truly omnipotent, be outside the universe."