Clara's hoping the heat of the desert is covering up the way she feels her cheeks flush. There's been so much surviving since she arrived, and not a lot of room for flirting.

"Definitely not, I'd say. In fact, the opposite of miserable right now." She glances up at him, unable to keep from smiling. She's about to say something else when she feels the ground shudder beneath her feet. Used to things happening at the drop of a hat, she stops and puts a hand on his arm without thinking about it as she frowns.

"Did you feel that?"