[ Sometimes, Clara thinks the only thing keeping the Doctor sane is the chaos. If they had to be still with no technology, nothing to explore, he'd probably go proper bonkers.
When they're at the water and she sees nothing, Clara frowns a little. She moves closer, listening to tiny pops of sound at the snow and thin ice along the shallows beneath her feet.
Tucking hair behind her ear, she kneels down on the bank where it's still mostly snowy and leans in, peering down into the water. Reaching out she disturbs the glass-like surface with her fingertips, breaking the ice so she can see unobstructed. ]
There. Maybe the water's higher than normal, I can't reach it without getting in.
[ Or, perhaps it's a water flower. Whatever the case, she realizes she's going in. She's considering whether or not she should remove her boots and finally settles on yes, not wanting them to fill with water and weigh her down. ]
You can warm me up after this?
[ Just to be sure. Because she feels like she'll be a meat popsicle when she surfaces. She isn't doubting, but looking for reassurance. ]
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When they're at the water and she sees nothing, Clara frowns a little. She moves closer, listening to tiny pops of sound at the snow and thin ice along the shallows beneath her feet.
Tucking hair behind her ear, she kneels down on the bank where it's still mostly snowy and leans in, peering down into the water. Reaching out she disturbs the glass-like surface with her fingertips, breaking the ice so she can see unobstructed. ]
There. Maybe the water's higher than normal, I can't reach it without getting in.
[ Or, perhaps it's a water flower. Whatever the case, she realizes she's going in. She's considering whether or not she should remove her boots and finally settles on yes, not wanting them to fill with water and weigh her down. ]
You can warm me up after this?
[ Just to be sure. Because she feels like she'll be a meat popsicle when she surfaces. She isn't doubting, but looking for reassurance. ]