[She slides from the stool to her feet, watching Clara approach. Every last cell in her body is screaming at her to reach out, to take the other woman into her arms and hug her hard enough to make up for all the time since they last saw one another.]

I did. Almost for good, before I had some sense knocked into me.

[She admits, because if anyone deserves the honesty it's Clara. Really, it all could've been worse, really. She'd been ready for it all to just be over for a stretch. But more importantly.]

That's when I remembered you. [Not just the lack of her.]

I have missed you so much, Clara Oswald.

[She holds a hand out towards her, tentative, an offer.]