[She looks up as he examines her, both to offer him a view of her throat that's aching and to see the look on his face. It isn't hard for her to recognize the anger that settles in when he sees the condition of those bruises. She knows the way both of her Doctors show their anger, and it's the unpredictable nature of this specific rage that makes her worry.
She has no idea what he'll do like this. The part that scares her is that it doesn't frighten her at all. Clara's glad to stay by his side when he's like this, because she knows he'll never mean her any harm.]
Doctor.
[Softly, she warns him to not do anything drastic, without issuing a warning at all. Her fingers curl around his wrist, lightly squeezing.]
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She has no idea what he'll do like this. The part that scares her is that it doesn't frighten her at all. Clara's glad to stay by his side when he's like this, because she knows he'll never mean her any harm.]
Doctor.
[Softly, she warns him to not do anything drastic, without issuing a warning at all. Her fingers curl around his wrist, lightly squeezing.]
The others will be fine.
[And so will she.]