[ He wants to just always remember her like this, exactly like this; that bright smile, that joyful laugh, Clara just alive. It pains him again to think that she'd died for him, that she's died over and over again, and he's reminded of his promise to himself once more, to do everything he can to keep her safe, to try and alter the future she's going back to.
But he grins at her nonetheless. ]
Okay, a better one—Beatrice! Clara Beatrice Oswald.
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But he grins at her nonetheless. ]
Okay, a better one—Beatrice! Clara Beatrice Oswald.