I hate to tell you, but I'm not much better. When I first told Charley I love her, it was while shouting all sorts of horrible things at her because I was scared, in pain and...well, very confused about my feelings. Or about the consequences of my feelings.
[There's a little quirk at the corner of his mouth, and he shrugs.]
Still, I did tell her.
[He pauses for a long moment, watching her and trying to decide if this is a good question to ask. Ah, to hell with it. Might as well be straight forward. Humans seem to like that, even if they don't always act like it.]
[She admits softly, looking petrified by the idea of love.]
I know I care for him. But am I in love with him?
[Glancing up at him, she half expects him to answer for her. But she doesn't give him time to, and just keeps talking her way through things.]
How could I let myself fall in love with someone here, knowing that we won't get a chance to be together long term? We're only here to help with the war, Doctor. That doesn't leave much room for any sort of happily ever after. I don't even know what I want my fairytale ending to be, not yet.
[She pauses, feeling a little silly for even talking like that. She's a grown woman.]
But I think, if I had an ending like that in store, it'd involve him. He's a bit like a dashing prince.
[He opens his mouth to speak a couple of times, but Clara keeps going and he finally settles back and simply listens (or, well, partly reads her lips so he can make sure he gets it all), a little smile on his lips. When she finally comes up for air, he's chuckling as he responds.]
No wonder we get along so well. You're as much of a mess about this subject as I am. All of me, frankly.
[Then he pushes himself to his feet and rests his hands on her shoulders, trying to get her to stop pacing and just listen.]
Clara...trust me when I say you're over-complicating things. And trust me when I say love isn't something you can choose to feel or not feel. I tried that, and got myself in a bloody mess. Love just happens, whether it fits in your plans or not.
You're right. None of us are guaranteed a happily ever after here. Goodness knows a lot of us have found that out the hard way. Still, there's no way to change how you feel.
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[There's a little quirk at the corner of his mouth, and he shrugs.]
Still, I did tell her.
[He pauses for a long moment, watching her and trying to decide if this is a good question to ask. Ah, to hell with it. Might as well be straight forward. Humans seem to like that, even if they don't always act like it.]
Do you love Jamie?
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[She admits softly, looking petrified by the idea of love.]
I know I care for him. But am I in love with him?
[Glancing up at him, she half expects him to answer for her. But she doesn't give him time to, and just keeps talking her way through things.]
How could I let myself fall in love with someone here, knowing that we won't get a chance to be together long term? We're only here to help with the war, Doctor. That doesn't leave much room for any sort of happily ever after. I don't even know what I want my fairytale ending to be, not yet.
[She pauses, feeling a little silly for even talking like that. She's a grown woman.]
But I think, if I had an ending like that in store, it'd involve him. He's a bit like a dashing prince.
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No wonder we get along so well. You're as much of a mess about this subject as I am. All of me, frankly.
[Then he pushes himself to his feet and rests his hands on her shoulders, trying to get her to stop pacing and just listen.]
Clara...trust me when I say you're over-complicating things. And trust me when I say love isn't something you can choose to feel or not feel. I tried that, and got myself in a bloody mess. Love just happens, whether it fits in your plans or not.
You're right. None of us are guaranteed a happily ever after here. Goodness knows a lot of us have found that out the hard way. Still, there's no way to change how you feel.