[Those words shake a soft smile out of her, feeling both hearts surge with warmth. The Doctor hesitates only a moment before leaning forward to press her face to Clara's head, nuzzling into that soft hair. Her eyes fall mostly shut.
The Doctor feels like she's come home too, for the first time in a long time.]
You are. Technically.
[Though her own twin hearts are beating, Clara's is not.]
We find a solution. [Has the Doctor learned her lesson? No, not at all. But she's at least ready to find a less, well, brute force desperate route.]
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The Doctor feels like she's come home too, for the first time in a long time.]
You are. Technically.
[Though her own twin hearts are beating, Clara's is not.]
We find a solution. [Has the Doctor learned her lesson? No, not at all. But she's at least ready to find a less, well, brute force desperate route.]