Yeah. You know, my younger self. The one with the long-ish hair and Lord Byron outfit?
[Worrying doesn't even begin to cover it any longer. He's outright panicking as she launches into a speech over what has happened during her last couple of months.
Only one part of this sounds familiar, so he is holding on to that for dear life, all of his confusion visible on his face. It doesn't even bother him that she hits him - he deserved that from her perspective.]
I didn't! Not yet. I'm from ... The last thing I remember before getting here is you and me, in my time stream on Trenzalore. We saw my former self, the old man, the one I wanted to forget and then I am suddenly on the train to this place. That was nine months ago, Clara. I am not being weird.
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[Worrying doesn't even begin to cover it any longer. He's outright panicking as she launches into a speech over what has happened during her last couple of months.
Only one part of this sounds familiar, so he is holding on to that for dear life, all of his confusion visible on his face. It doesn't even bother him that she hits him - he deserved that from her perspective.]
I didn't! Not yet. I'm from ... The last thing I remember before getting here is you and me, in my time stream on Trenzalore. We saw my former self, the old man, the one I wanted to forget and then I am suddenly on the train to this place. That was nine months ago, Clara. I am not being weird.