So, he rode a sleigh! Even if it wa

So, he rode a sleigh! Even if it was only in a dream, it felt so real and so beautiful he continued giggling, unable to stop. Well, he giggled also because of Clara.
Clara was with him again, in the Tardis.
Clara in the Tardis, with a nightie.
Killing a Timelord with all her cuteness.

She was there, for real this time, and listening to the soft humming of the Tardis made her feel like home: he had not redecorated, but she saw some repair on the console. It seemed like something had gone awry, some of the levers were all in the wrong places and there were signs of burnt wires.

He was looking at the monitor, all business, and his long fingers were flying over the controls to search for some new and exciting destination.
Clara looked at him, and the Doctor, feeling her stare, looked back, smiling.
“Why the burning on the console?”
She was serious and concerned.
“I never found Gallifrey. The coordinates were a fake, I lost control”
“And you smashed things around?”
“Yes”
He was no more smiling, the pain of the betrayal again stabbing at his chest.

“Why didn’t you come to me?”
“I thought you were with Danny”
“How long…”
“Doesn’t matter now, does it?
“It does matter, we were miserable - the both of us - and we were alone, because we lied to each other!”
How could a person so little burn with so much intensity was beyond the Doctor comprehension, but there she was, all rage and fury, eyes blazing and mouth set. Although the slippers were a bit of an undermining.
He moved toward her, slow and careful.
Last time he saw her like that, she said he was to go a long way away.

“Sometimes caring too much is a disadvantage”
He said and stopped a few steps from her, wanting to come closer, wanting to reach out and stroke her cheeks, wanting to fill that gap that he had set up so long ago, soon after this new regeneration.
He was terrified then: new face, new hearts, old feelings difficult to cope with.
He was equally afraid now, as if Clara was a little goldfinch ready to fly away and never to come back if he moved too fast.
He thought he already had lost her, to Danny.
Forever.
Because he was an idiot unable to speak his mind and tell her the simple truth: Clara I love you, even if I’m thousands of years old and I’m not from Earth.
What about that? Uh?
But no! He had to go with that terrible, horrible line “I’m not your boyfriend”, yeah, you figure! That was him all manly man, taking his responsibilities and acting like a moron!

Because he saw himself in the mirror, he saw his new face all frowned up and already used and he didn’t recognize that old, bitter twat.
And he thought that Clara would have not seen him either.
She almost didn’t.
Now here they are, second chances don’t come easy, and he is sure he is about to screw it up again. So he remains silent and still.

結果 (中文) 1:

So, he rode a sleigh! Even if it was only in a dream, it felt so real and so beautiful he continued giggling, unable to stop. Well, he giggled also because of Clara.Clara was with him again, in the Tardis.Clara in the Tardis, with a nightie.Killing a Timelord with all her cuteness.She was there, for real this time, and listening to the soft humming of the Tardis made her feel like home: he had not redecorated, but she saw some repair on the console. It seemed like something had gone awry, some of the levers were all in the wrong places and there were signs of burnt wires.He was looking at the monitor, all business, and his long fingers were flying over the controls to search for some new and exciting destination.Clara looked at him, and the Doctor, feeling her stare, looked back, smiling.“Why the burning on the console?”She was serious and concerned.“I never found Gallifrey. The coordinates were a fake, I lost control”“And you smashed things around?”“Yes”He was no more smiling, the pain of the betrayal again stabbing at his chest.“Why didn’t you come to me?”“I thought you were with Danny”“How long…”“Doesn’t matter now, does it?“It does matter, we were miserable - the both of us - and we were alone, because we lied to each other!”How could a person so little burn with so much intensity was beyond the Doctor comprehension, but there she was, all rage and fury, eyes blazing and mouth set. Although the slippers were a bit of an undermining.他走向她，慢速和小心。最后一次他看到她那样，她说他是走得很远。"有时候过多的关爱是一种劣势"他说，停了几个步骤从她，想要靠近，想要伸手去抚摸她的脸颊，想要填补这一空白，他成立了所以很久以前，不久之后这新的再生。他感到一阵恐惧然后 ︰ 新面孔、 新的心、 旧感情难以应付。现在，就好像克拉拉是一个小小的金翅雀准备飞走了，永远不会回来，如果他动得太快，他是同样害怕。他以为他已经失去了她，对 Danny。永远。因为他是白痴不能说出他的想法，告诉她一个简单的真理 ︰ 克拉拉爱你，即使我是数千年以前，我不是来自地球。那怎么办？呃？但没有 ！他只得陪，可怕、 可怕线"我不是你的男朋友"，是的你图 ！那是他所有男子汉男人，承担他的责任和作用像个白痴 ！因为他从镜子里看到自己，他看见他的新面孔都不起来时，已经使用和他没认出那个旧的、 苦涩的杂种。他认为，克拉拉会有没有见过他也。她几乎没有。现在他们在这里，第二次机会来之不易，并且他确信他就要搞砸了。所以他保持沉默，并仍。

結果 (中文) 3:

所以，他乘着雪橇！即使这只是个梦，感觉如此真实，如此美丽，他继续笑着，无法停止。嗯，他咯咯地笑着，还因为克拉拉。克拉拉是与他再次在TARDIS。克拉拉在TARDIS，与睡衣。她所有可爱的杀死一个时间领主。她在那里，真正的这个时候，听柔和的哼唱的Tardis使她感觉自己像个家：他没有重新装修，但她看到了一些修复控制台。似乎某些东西不见了，一些杠杆都在错误的地方有烧焦的电线的迹象。他正在看监控，所有的业务，他的手指在控制飞行，寻找一些新的和令人兴奋的目的地。克拉拉看了看他，医生，感觉她盯着，看了看，笑了。“为什么在控制台上燃烧？“她是认真和关心的。“我从来没有发现Gallifrey。坐标是假的，我失去了控制“你打碎了周围的东西？““是的”他不再微笑，痛苦的背叛又刺伤他的胸部。“你为什么不来我？““我以为你是丹尼”“多久……”“没关系，是吗？“这很重要，我们都很痛苦--我们俩都是孤独的，因为我们彼此说谎！“一个人怎么能如此少的烧伤与这么多的强度是超出了医生的理解，但也有她，所有的愤怒和愤怒，眼睛燃烧和嘴集。虽然拖鞋有点损坏。他向她移动，缓慢和小心。上次他见到她时，她说他要走很远的路。“有时太过关心是不利的”他说，从她身上停了几步，想走近一步，想伸手去抚摸她的脸颊，想填补他在这一新的再生后不久就建立的那一空白。他当时吓坏了：新面孔，新的心，旧的感情难以应付。他同样也害怕了，如果克拉拉是一个小金翅雀准备飞走了，再也不回来了如果他移动得太快。他以为他已经失去她了，丹尼。永远。因为他是个白痴，无法说出自己的想法，并告诉她简单的真理：克拉拉我爱你，即使我是几千年的老，我不是从地球。那呢？呃？但没有！他不得不去用那个可怕的，可怕的“我不是你的男朋友”，是的，你的身影！那是他所有的男人，把责任和行为像一个傻瓜！因为他在镜子里看见了他自己，他看到自己的新脸都皱了皱眉头，已经用他不承认老，苦逼。他还以为克拉拉也没见过他。她几乎没有。现在他们在这里，二次机会不容易，他确信他将要再次拧它。所以他仍然保持沉默。