What... what did you do that for?"T

What... what did you do that for?"

The Doctor is staring at Clara the same way he'd stare at Strax, if Strax had just offered to perform Odette’s signature scene from Swan Lake. Eyebrows drawn, shoulders hunched, mouth crooked, but not in that way that she occasionally finds charming despite herself. More in that way that makes her want to tell him that people who are effectively without lips should never try to curl their lack of them and Elvis was dead anyway, so please stop making that face.

"I don't know," she says. She wants to sound confused. Or confident, maybe she wants to sound confident. "You were standing there, smiling, and looking all... happy." Oh god, that's not confident, that's defensive.

"Right, so... if I look happy then... you do... that...?" His face is getting even more crooked. Strax has not only offered to perform Odette’s signature scene, he has suggested doing so in full costume.

It's terrible. Why had she thought kissing him would be a good idea? It was a terrible idea and his face is reflecting the terribleness. Not just his face. She knows by now when he is exaggerating his aversion to touch for theatrical effect and when he is genuinely uncomfortable. Right now his lean muscles are so tense underneath the fabric of his clothes that, combined with his low body temperature, touching him is unfortunately reminiscent of touching a corpse in the throes of rigor mortis.

A terrible reaction to a terrible idea, which she will definitely, never, ever repeat.

"It just... happened," she says. "No reason! Sometimes things just happen and there's no reason and then they don't happen again and everything is fine."

"Right. Okay." His breath is cool and shallow against her lips. Which means they're still really quite close to each other. She should move. She should definitely move.

"It's fine," she repeats. "It happens all the time, doesn't it? Just a friendly kiss on the mouth, a friend kiss, like they do in France, or that planet with the talking blancmanges."

"Of course," he replies. "Not the ideal planet for that custom, that one, it tends to get a bit messy."

He clears his throat, but doesn't step back. Neither does Clara.

"Are you okay?" she asks. The Doctor blinks.

"...What do you mean, 'Am I okay'? Why wouldn't I be okay? Have I gone another colour, or are my sentences all jumbled up like we've got stuck in a time eddy and I'm answering your questions before you've even asked them?" His expression becomes suddenly alarmed. "Have my eyebrows gone all anemic again?

結果 (中文) 1:

什么......你是怎么做到?"医生盯着克拉拉以同样的方式，他会盯着 Strax，如果 Strax 曾只愿意执行奥杰塔的签名现场从天鹅湖 》。绘制的眉毛，驼背的肩膀，嘴歪，但不是以这种方式，她偶尔会发现尽管自己迷人。更以这种方式使她想要告诉他那有效地没有嘴唇的人应该永远不会尝试以卷曲他们缺乏和猫王死了，所以请不要再让那张脸。"我不知道，"她说。她想要的声音混淆。或有信心，也许她想表现的很自信。"你站在那里，微笑着，和寻找所有...快乐."哦，上帝，那不是有信心的那是防守。"正确的那么...快乐的看然后......你......?"他的脸变得更加扭曲。Strax 不只愿意执行奥杰塔的签名现场，他建议这样做全套戏装。太可怕了。她本以为为什么亲吻他会是个好主意?这是一个可怕的想法，他的脸反映可畏的事。不只是他的脸。她知道现在当他夸大了他的反感，触摸的戏剧性的效果，当他是真的不舒服。现在他的肌肉太紧张之下的他，与他低体温结合面料，触碰他是衣服的不幸的是衣服的让人联想到触摸尸体在僵硬的阵痛。到一个可怕的想法，她将肯定，永远，永远重复一种可怕的反应。"这只是......发生了，"她说。"没有理由!有时候只是发生一些事情没有理由，然后他们不会再次发生和一切都很好。"权利。好吧。他的呼吸浅捂着嘴唇又凉爽。这就意味着他们仍然彼此非常接近。她应该移动。她应该绝对移动。"它很好，"她重复。"它发生的时间，不是吗?只是友好之吻在嘴上，一个朋友的吻，像他们在法国或那行星以说话奶冻"。"当然了，"他回答道。"不理想星球那种风俗，那一个人，往往会有点乱"。他清了清喉咙，但不会回头。也没有克拉拉。"是你没事吧?"她问。医生闪烁。"...你什么意思，我还好吧'?我为什么会不好?我有了另一种颜色，或我所有的句子乱像我们陷入时间涡流和我正在回答你的问题之前你还没来得及问他们吗?"他的表情突然变得惊慌。"我的眉毛都贫血又上涨吗?