[ He could tell her easily and in fact, he'd be more likely to tell Clara than he would most people. But something makes him hesitate a moment longer; not because it's Clara, but because he's him, the Doctor, the man of secrets. Though, this particular secret isn't really a secret at all. More of a mystery, perhaps, and nothing that he feels he can't tell.
He'd like to keep her guessing a moment or two longer, though. So, he makes a face like he's pretending to laugh, rolling his eyes a bit, starting to slowly circle around the ice with her. ]
Would you exile me for a bad pun? Bet you would. You're ruthless, Clara Oswald. Besides, I never tell a bad pun!
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He'd like to keep her guessing a moment or two longer, though. So, he makes a face like he's pretending to laugh, rolling his eyes a bit, starting to slowly circle around the ice with her. ]
Would you exile me for a bad pun? Bet you would. You're ruthless, Clara Oswald. Besides, I never tell a bad pun!