[Clara tips forward and rests her head on her knees, considering his words.]
... But then it's over. It's always over.
[Again, and again, and again. She's getting so tired of it.]
I'm thirty-one, and I've already lost three people I wanted to stay with forever. How many more will that be by the time I go back to Gallifrey?
[She can feel her voice rising. The neighbors' lights are all too present in the corners of her eyes. Where the hell is the vacuum of space when you need it?]
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... But then it's over. It's always over.
[Again, and again, and again. She's getting so tired of it.]
I'm thirty-one, and I've already lost three people I wanted to stay with forever. How many more will that be by the time I go back to Gallifrey?
[She can feel her voice rising. The neighbors' lights are all too present in the corners of her eyes. Where the hell is the vacuum of space when you need it?]