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Rose had many ideas about what the Hero would be like, initially. Most of them were... Well, very like Alan. Tall, with dark, flowing hair, hands that could wield a pen as well as a pistol. And he'd want Rose at his side, of course. She'd been daydreaming about that when Saga Anderson walked into the diner, actually, which was why she hadn't realised then and there. Saga wasn't tall, but she did have dark hair. And beautiful, nimble hands - she knitted! And great eyebrows, and fantastic taste in sweaters, and full, kissable lips, and... There she went, daydreaming again.