[ There's an attempt on Clara's end to process what the Child has told her. Is this all a game? Were they life-sized dolls?
Too much has happened for her to feel anything as she processes; she runs her hand along the side of the wolf's neck, swallowing heavily not in fear, but because something manipulated her thoughts. There's so much she can't control, her mind the last place of safety, and now that's been taken away from her.
Others need to know what she's discovered, but she needs sleep first, and she needs to land eyes on the Doctor before that. Focusing on the beautiful wolf is better and easier. ]
Where did you come from, hmm? Do you know what we should do next?
[ Of course not, Clara. Will she be embarrassed about things later when she has more understanding of things? Perhaps; she's technically scratching a man who happens to be a wolf behind the ear. ]
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Too much has happened for her to feel anything as she processes; she runs her hand along the side of the wolf's neck, swallowing heavily not in fear, but because something manipulated her thoughts. There's so much she can't control, her mind the last place of safety, and now that's been taken away from her.
Others need to know what she's discovered, but she needs sleep first, and she needs to land eyes on the Doctor before that. Focusing on the beautiful wolf is better and easier. ]
Where did you come from, hmm? Do you know what we should do next?
[ Of course not, Clara. Will she be embarrassed about things later when she has more understanding of things? Perhaps; she's technically scratching a man who happens to be a wolf behind the ear. ]