[ There's a different sort of energy in the room right now, the Doctor can practically taste it on his tongue, and the hug — while nice — does nothing for the way the cogs start to turn and whirl in his brain. It's all very ... hm. Strange.
Still, there's no hesitation when he pulls her into his arms in kind, squeezing her just as tightly as she's squeezing him. ]
Hello, Clara. I didn't forget the waffles, you know.
[ Because that ... must be what this is about, right? ]
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[ There's a different sort of energy in the room right now, the Doctor can practically taste it on his tongue, and the hug — while nice — does nothing for the way the cogs start to turn and whirl in his brain. It's all very ... hm. Strange.
Still, there's no hesitation when he pulls her into his arms in kind, squeezing her just as tightly as she's squeezing him. ]
Hello, Clara. I didn't forget the waffles, you know.
[ Because that ... must be what this is about, right? ]
Shampoo?
[ No — no, there's a reason for this. There's — ]
You smell different.