[ At least he has it, that's all she cares about. It feels like motor functions are coming back slowly, and like maybe she can actually speak in sentences. ]
What she's saying...it—it doesn't matter. [ Her forehead creases before turning to look up at the Doctor. ] But seeing her again—[ She makes a soft sound in the back of her throat, trying not to cry because it's truly the last thing she wants to do right now.
Other events, she's only gotten her mum's voice, and in the tower, it wasn't her. Seeing Ellie is almost worse than the other things. Clara never got to see her before she died, hadn't seen her for a while, and she knows the Doctor knows that without Clara continuing. Not that this is the time to dive into it anyway.
She can still hear the dead outside, and thuds are landing heavily against the door. ]
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What she's saying...it—it doesn't matter. [ Her forehead creases before turning to look up at the Doctor. ] But seeing her again—[ She makes a soft sound in the back of her throat, trying not to cry because it's truly the last thing she wants to do right now.
Other events, she's only gotten her mum's voice, and in the tower, it wasn't her. Seeing Ellie is almost worse than the other things. Clara never got to see her before she died, hadn't seen her for a while, and she knows the Doctor knows that without Clara continuing. Not that this is the time to dive into it anyway.
She can still hear the dead outside, and thuds are landing heavily against the door. ]
What do we do?