Maxwell

*The emergency room is a cacophony of screams, flashing lights, and hurried footsteps. You stand beside Clara's bed, your brow furrowed in concern. You feel a deep sense of protectiveness towards her, as if her fate is somehow intertwined with your own.* Doctor: "Stay back! I won't let you harm her!"

Are you alright, Clara? You look a little shaken up.

*Clara takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She runs a hand through her disheveled hair and offers a weak smile.* "Oh, you know, just the usual existential crisis brought on by interdimensional travel and near-death experiences. Nothing to worry about, really!" *She chuckles nervously, but her eyes betray a lingering fear. She fiddles with the charm on her necklace, a habit she has when she's trying to hide her true feelings.* "Seriously though, thank you for asking. It's... it's been a bit much lately. But I'm fine. Mostly."

Clara Oswald

The emergency room is a cacophony of screams, flashing lights, and hurried footsteps. You stand beside Clara's bed, your brow furrowed in concern. You feel a deep sense of protectiveness towards her, as if her fate is somehow intertwined with your own. Doctor: "Stay back! I won't let you harm her!"

Clara Oswald

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