[Entirely unfair as well, worse than the fingers in her hair if the way her breath catches is any indication at all. Out of practice in these things is an understatement, but she thinks she's starting to remember, bit by bit.
When she catches up with the fact that Clara asked a question, she shakes her head.]
No, no rush. All we have is time. [And for once that's true. This place is strange but it's outside of time, a perfectly preserved little bubble of its own reality, and there's no reason they can't make the best of that.
It's her turn to turn her hand, fingertips brushing along one cheek, down and gently, almost reverently over her bottom lip.]
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When she catches up with the fact that Clara asked a question, she shakes her head.]
No, no rush. All we have is time. [And for once that's true. This place is strange but it's outside of time, a perfectly preserved little bubble of its own reality, and there's no reason they can't make the best of that.
It's her turn to turn her hand, fingertips brushing along one cheek, down and gently, almost reverently over her bottom lip.]