[ Clara doesn't mind being close to him, how could she? She's only just returned from helping in the kitchen when the knocking begins. She knows that knock by heart, even without him shouting demands, and she throws it open, head turned to one side as she stares up at him. ]
Going out?
[ She looks unimpressed for all of a second before grinning and doing exactly that, grabbing her coat and the big woolen scarf she found. This hasn't changed, and she's glad for it: even without the TARDIS, and even with her admission at the docks, this feels the same as always. ]
Where first? Have you been ice skating yet? Did you know there's something under the ice?
[ Clara can be just as rapid fire as him, and she's been holding it in, apparently. ]
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Going out?
[ She looks unimpressed for all of a second before grinning and doing exactly that, grabbing her coat and the big woolen scarf she found. This hasn't changed, and she's glad for it: even without the TARDIS, and even with her admission at the docks, this feels the same as always. ]
Where first? Have you been ice skating yet? Did you know there's something under the ice?
[ Clara can be just as rapid fire as him, and she's been holding it in, apparently. ]