[ At the words they both know are untrue, Clara makes a soft noise in the back of her throat. She doesn't care what she is anymore, as long as she's here now, with the person she loves.
Her features drop when she gets further explanation, and she can't help herself reaching out to hold onto the other woman somewhere, deciding to reach out with both hands to cradle her face. ]
Why didn't you want to regenerate? Why were you fighting it?
[ She doesn't like thinking about it, a universe without the Doctor in it. A universe where she would've still existed without the person she loves co-existing in space with her. ]
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Her features drop when she gets further explanation, and she can't help herself reaching out to hold onto the other woman somewhere, deciding to reach out with both hands to cradle her face. ]
Why didn't you want to regenerate? Why were you fighting it?
[ She doesn't like thinking about it, a universe without the Doctor in it. A universe where she would've still existed without the person she loves co-existing in space with her. ]