[ There's an understanding she doesn't feel like explaining, but she thinks she understands hard choices no one else wants to accept. Clara tossed herself into the Doctor's time stream, even after River told her it'd kill her. What was her life against the entire universe? She wouldn't want the extreme measure first, especially not for a kid, but sometimes there's just really shitty options, all the way around. ]

I've learned a thing or two from people smarter than me. Doesn't make it easy.

[ She's about to go on when her brow furrows, eying Number Five a little warily. ]

...Black mold? What do you mean? I know what black mold is, but what was happening?

[ Why is she even asking? It isn't like it was her life. But she talked to the child, she was given a gift, and there's a small twinge of uncomfortableness, a memory of sickness. ]