But then again, he had gone to Hell

But then again, he had gone to Hell for her. He had set an entire planet to self-destruct when he thought she was dead. Just today, it seemed he had reordered time for her.  She was very eager to ask about that last one, but there would be time for that later. For now, The Doctor’s eyes were roving her face, as if seeking the key to a riddle. His generally cool hand was growing warm in hers.

She took a breath and pushed herself forward. “I wouldn’t have minded the morning breath, you know.”

The Doctor blinked down at her. “I’d been in a coffin for 150 years. I thought it was a courtesy.”

“Could have been worse. You could’ve been eating garlic,” she rejoined.

The Doctor’s heavy eyebrows knit. “That hardly seems worse than…”

Clara exhaled loudly. “Oh, you stupid man. Are you going to kiss me or not?”

The Doctor looked taken aback and Clara worried she’d made a mistake by being so flippant. Before she could backtrack, he asked, “Is that… something we do, now?”

Her heart flipped on its axis, hope bubbling up from within. “Since Skaro? Yeah, I’d say so.”

She watched his jaw work as his eyes ran across anything that wasn’t her. “That was just a distraction. A… tactic.” He shrugged, beginning to pull his hand from hers.

Clara held him fast. Now that she’d finally worked up the courage to say it, she was not about to let him walk away from her. “Well, it worked. I’ve been pretty distracted ever since.” She raised an eyebrow at him. If she didn’t know better, she’d have sworn he flushed slightly.

 “Clara…” his tone was plaintive, just this side of pleading.

Reluctantly, she released him. Her stomach sank into her toes. Perhaps she was still reading this all wrong. If she thought his previous incarnation sent mixed signals, it was nothing compared to the stick insect with whom she was currently and irrevocably in love. They had finally gotten past that touching barrier, and she’d been so hopeful. He hugged her now, on purpose. Even for no apparent reason on one or two recent occasions.

結果 (中文) 1:

但话说回来，他去地狱为她。他把整个地球自毁时他以为她已经死了。就在今天，它似乎他已经为她重新排序时间。她急于想问最后一个，但会有时间了以后。现在，医生的眼睛被巡回她的脸，似乎在寻找一个谜的关键。他通常是凉快的手越来越多在她温暖。她吸了口气，发奋努力向前。"我不会介意早晨的呼吸，你知道。医生在她眨了眨眼睛了。"我一直躺在棺材里 150 多年。我以为它是一种礼貌。"本来可能会糟。你可以一直在吃大蒜，"她回答。医生的浓眉针织。"这几乎似乎不如......"克莱拉大声呼出。"哦，你这个愚蠢的人。你要不要吻我吗?"医生看起来被吓了一跳和克拉拉担心她犯了一个错误的如此轻浮。之前她能走回头路，他问，"那是...我们现在做的东西吗?"她的心翻转在其轴上，希望从内沸腾起来。"自斯科鲁吗?是的我会这么说"。她看着他的下巴工作作为他的眼睛跑了不是她的东西。"那是只是消遣。A....战术"。他耸耸肩，开始拉他的手从她身上移。克拉拉很快抓住了他。现在，她了最后鼓起勇气对你说，她是不想让他离开了她。"嗯，它成功了。我已经很分心至今。她抬了抬眉毛，看他。如果她不知道更好，她会发誓他微微有点红。"克拉拉......"他的语气是哀怨，只是这边的恳求。她不情愿地释放了他。她的胃沉入她的脚趾。也许她仍在阅读这所有的错。如果她认为他前世发出的信号，它没有什么比竹节虫同谁她目前和不可撤销地在爱中。他们终于得到过去那感人的障碍，和她是如此的期盼。现在，故意，他拥抱了她。即使没有明显理由在一个或两个最近的场合。

結果 (中文) 3:

但又一次，他去地狱了。他自我毁灭整个星球的时候，他以为她死了。就在今天，他似乎已经重新排序的时间给她。 她问最后一个非常渴望，但这将是以后的时间。现在，医生的眼睛在巡回她的脸上，好像在寻找一个谜语的钥匙。他一般的冷静的手在她的温暖。她喘着气，向前推。“你知道，我不会有早晨的呼吸。”医生眨着眼睛看着她。“我已经在棺材里呆了150年了。我认为这是一种礼貌。”“可能会更糟。你可以一直吃大蒜，”她答道。医生的沉重的眉毛。“这几乎不比……更糟”克拉拉大声呼出。“哦，你这个笨男人。你要亲我还是不亲？“医生看了大吃一惊，克拉拉担心她犯了一个错误，太轻率。她还没来得及回头，他问，“是…是我们做的，现在呢？“她的心在它的轴上翻转，希望从内部出现。“自从矽卡岩？是的，我会这么说的。”她看着他的下巴工作，因为他的眼睛跑过，不是她。“那只是一个分散的注意力。答：“他耸耸肩，开始从她的手拉。克拉拉紧紧抓住他。现在她终于鼓起勇气说出了这一勇气，她不想让他离开她。“嗯，它工作。我一直都很不安，“她扬起了眉毛。如果她不知道的话，她会有一点轻微的脸。 “克拉拉…”他的语气很哀怨，只是这方面的恳求。她无奈地释放了他。她的肚子陷进了她的脚趾。也许她还在读这所有的错误。如果她认为他的前世发出的信号，它是没有什么比竹节虫与她目前的无可救药的爱。他们终于克服了这个障碍，她很有希望。他现在就抱着她。甚至在最近的一次或最近的场合没有明显的原因。