[ His gesticulating is only coming in understandable about half the time, but it's fine, he has to get his energy out somehow. She can hear slight murmurings now that they're a little closer, something about burying the pieces. Forehead creasing, she catches something else regarding eternal beauty. None of the pieces are fitting together yet, so she's about to check if they can get a tiny bit closer when she looks up.
Her heart plunges to her stomach at the sight of The Doctor clearly trying to fight off something in his mind. Just as she's reaching out to drag him away by the bowtie if she has to he opens his eyes and flashes his okay.
Gaping at him, Clara punches him in the arm, because this is serious and she thought a crazy lady with a hole in her chest might be inside his head. Holding out both palms, her question is clear once she's let go of the tension he momentarily caused.
Now what? She looks out at the dead, then at the Huntress, and once more to the Doctor. ]
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Her heart plunges to her stomach at the sight of The Doctor clearly trying to fight off something in his mind. Just as she's reaching out to drag him away by the bowtie if she has to he opens his eyes and flashes his okay.
Gaping at him, Clara punches him in the arm, because this is serious and she thought a crazy lady with a hole in her chest might be inside his head. Holding out both palms, her question is clear once she's let go of the tension he momentarily caused.
Now what? She looks out at the dead, then at the Huntress, and once more to the Doctor. ]