[ Clara is proud, or at least she will be when she thinks back on this moment later. This is possibly the longest she's ever seen him go without talking—it's been less than two full minutes.
When his hand covers her mouth, her features turn to confusion and they stay that way through his gesturing. He's absolutely ridiculous, and it's a good thing they're invisible, else everyone would see the flailing limbs of an idiot from behind a bush.
She wants to creep forward, watching with her own (nauseated) fascination as the pieces of heart are wrapped meticulously. What she wants to do is hear, but Clara looks at the Doctor first to be sure he's still alright. One hand cups to her ear, and she points in the direction of the Huntress, then shrugs her shoulders as if to say I can't hear anything. ]
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When his hand covers her mouth, her features turn to confusion and they stay that way through his gesturing. He's absolutely ridiculous, and it's a good thing they're invisible, else everyone would see the flailing limbs of an idiot from behind a bush.
She wants to creep forward, watching with her own (nauseated) fascination as the pieces of heart are wrapped meticulously. What she wants to do is hear, but Clara looks at the Doctor first to be sure he's still alright. One hand cups to her ear, and she points in the direction of the Huntress, then shrugs her shoulders as if to say I can't hear anything. ]