"I'll, uh... I'll leave you two alone." Clara smiled before entering bow tie's TARDIS.
"Who are you?" The doctor asked, once Clara had gone.
"Why does it matter." I answered back, quickly.
"You know who I am. You better tell me or-"
"Or what, Doctor? You can't hurt me." I stated, stalking closer to him.
"Take a guess. I'm not just smart, I know what I'm taking about. How did I know about the painting? Take a guess. Any random, wild, possibly untrue guess." I asked, taking a seat on the white bench. It took him a few seconds, 'til his face grew weary.
"How many others?"
"What, survived? Only me and you, bow tie." I stated, calling him the nickname I gave him.
"I may look like a thirteen year old, but I am 200 years old, Doctor. Searching for a new home, because you screwed up my old one." I stated coldly.
"It wasn't my fault." The Doctor raised his voice, but looked around and continued, as I stood up, and took another step towards him.
"Look, Cascade, I know you're sad about Gallefrey, but I can't help it. If I could go back and stop the attack- the war from happening, I would. You would to, but we both have to move on." He whispered, as he put his hands in my shoulders.
"So you are a Timelord." A female voice asked. The doctor and I both turned around to see Clara standing there, outside the TARDIS.
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