[ Of course it would be him, the Doctor with his watch and need to be sure she's alright. She would laugh in relief if she could, but as it is, her thoughts feel like treacle sludging around in her head. She feels numb and cold, but his voice and command finally make it through. In her mind, Clara's told him she'll be alright, but the effort to make them leave her mouth is too much.
Instead, all that she can do is weakly whimper, her head heavy against his chest. One hand manages to wrap itself up in a fistful of his shirt, even if the grip is weak. She heard him, and she's trying to do what he says. Clara wants to ask him if there are more, if he knows somewhere they can go. She wants to tell him that she needs to find her roommates because she doesn't know if they're alright or even in the villa with her.
Instead, she manages to finally acknowledge him. ]
It's [ There are five long seconds before she can get out the next word. ]you.
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Instead, all that she can do is weakly whimper, her head heavy against his chest. One hand manages to wrap itself up in a fistful of his shirt, even if the grip is weak. She heard him, and she's trying to do what he says. Clara wants to ask him if there are more, if he knows somewhere they can go. She wants to tell him that she needs to find her roommates because she doesn't know if they're alright or even in the villa with her.
Instead, she manages to finally acknowledge him. ]
It's [ There are five long seconds before she can get out the next word. ] you.