[Shortly after her talk about feelings and things with Jamie, Clara's still caught up in a near panic. Feelings are hard work for her, and she needs to talk to someone about this before she panics and does something stupid. She can't go to her Doctor yet, not after so recently speaking to him about this. She doesn't want him to look at her with that smile he gives her when he thinks she's being cute and painfully human, that patronizing one that makes her feel incredibly stupid. So she goes to Eight instead, and waits until he's alone at home to approach him with a tap on the shoulder.]
I need your help with something, Doctor.
[She just jumps right to business. No point in small talk, not when anxiety is clearly shown on her face.]
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I need your help with something, Doctor.
[She just jumps right to business. No point in small talk, not when anxiety is clearly shown on her face.]