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[ He'd carefully read through every reply on her broadcast to their group, everything related to the Child who presents a danger to them all, and yet, who has been toyed with and manipulated seemingly for his entire existence. That Clara advocates so strongly for the Child's life is of no surprise to the Doctor, though he does wonder and worry at the toll it's taken on her thus far.

When they have a quiet moment alone, he does want to...check on her. ]

Bit of a day - a few days, actually.

[ Understatement of the century, really. ]

[ While Clara is sleeping, in the vein of Father Christmas (whom he's always thought fondly of), on the bedside table near where she sleeps, the Doctor leaves a note, a box of some chocolates (all of which have at least one bite taken out of them, just so he could make sure they were an acceptable flavor), a small vase filled with half-dead flowers (all he could find!), and a small trinket that resembles a compass. The note just says- ]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLARA OSWALD!
- LOVE, THE DOCTOR

[ Their rooms are adjacent to one another, something the Doctor had insisted on because he wants to be close to her. This place seems relatively calm compared to what they've dealt with lately, but he can't take any chances. Plus, it's inordinately fun, having their rooms close by and being able to knock on her door to drag her out and do things together.

So, witness one Doctor wearing a scarf and knocking insistently on Clara's door. ]

Clara! Get your coat, we're going out!

( Red has been keeping to herself since she received a gift of a collar of all fucking things. She wonders if it came from Hades. Maybe it's going to send her right back to the Underworld whether she wants to go through a beacon or not. Either way, it's just further proof she can't really keep what she is a secret - not if someone out there knows well enough to send her a godsdamn collar, and she doesn't want it to come out in a moment like it did with Fei, because then Fei just fucking disappeared afterward before Red even had the chance to explain.

She doesn't want that to happen again with other people she cares about even if she realizes this whole place is temporary anyway. She is sending a message to Clara who already told her she could reach out to her at any time. So yeah, she does even if that's not exactly easy for her to do. It's evening so she figures everyone's done with their contributions to the Inn for the day, and she is playing with the collar in her pocket. )

Hey, do you have some time to talk?

You have sidestepped further hardship?

You fare well?

...so how's the virgin priestess life treating you, sweetheart?

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