[She admits as she finally sits up properly, her hand pressing over his. They sit in defeated silence, until Clara is the one that grabs his hand and brings it up toward her mouth to press a kiss to his palm. He's still bleeding, she's bumped up and has bruises running up and down along her neck. And they're still not through this yet.
She shakily exhales, letting go of his hand so she can push herself up to stand.]
But I had no idea it was something like this. And now I have no idea how we're going to save him.
[Saying that last part out loud is what makes her finally snap. The emotional weight of this mission and Newt's betrayal finally becomes too much. Tears are the least helpful thing, but a few slip free despite her determination to keep them in. She feels like Newt is dead, and something is parading around in his body, destroying each and every thing that made him a good man.]
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[She admits as she finally sits up properly, her hand pressing over his. They sit in defeated silence, until Clara is the one that grabs his hand and brings it up toward her mouth to press a kiss to his palm. He's still bleeding, she's bumped up and has bruises running up and down along her neck. And they're still not through this yet.
She shakily exhales, letting go of his hand so she can push herself up to stand.]
But I had no idea it was something like this. And now I have no idea how we're going to save him.
[Saying that last part out loud is what makes her finally snap. The emotional weight of this mission and Newt's betrayal finally becomes too much. Tears are the least helpful thing, but a few slip free despite her determination to keep them in. She feels like Newt is dead, and something is parading around in his body, destroying each and every thing that made him a good man.]