Caitlyn reaches out to grab Clara's hand and give it a comforting squeeze.

"Clara, you're brilliant. You're kind, and clever, and resourceful, and you're a very good friend." She offers what she hopes is an encouraging smile. "I'm sorry he didn't reciprocate. But you'll find someone, either here or in your own world, once you get back to it."

She can't help but wonder who it is Clara's talking about. Someone here? Someone Caitlyn's met? Or someone back home? Despite being a bit drunk, she can't help turning questions over and over in her head.