[As soon as the door opens, Caitlyn throws her arms around Clara's shoulders. She's still trying to process the fact that her friend is dead and her other friend is grieving. She feels utterly helpless, unable to do anything to bring the Doctor back or make Clara - or herself - any less devastated by his loss.
She's never felt this helpless before.
She can't even think how to respond. Just digs her fingers into Clara's shoulders a little tighter, clinging to Clara as though for dear life.]
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She's never felt this helpless before.
She can't even think how to respond. Just digs her fingers into Clara's shoulders a little tighter, clinging to Clara as though for dear life.]