claraaoswlds: 

   She knows that she should leave, that she
   should say her goodbyes and just walk out
   the doors and not look back. There’s this
   force that stops her from doing just that, and
   it’s the look in his eyes. Always the eyes; she
   can always see beyond that cheerful look,
   right into those ancient eyes. He was lonely;
   and who in their right mind would want to be
   left on their own? A smile slowly crept upon
   her lips.

          ❝ Guess I could stay for a bit; wouldn’t
   do any harm, I think.❞ She took a few steps
   forwards, nearer to the console, nearer to
   him. ❝ Clara Oswald, and I’ve had a horrible
   day teaching so… how about a surprise then?❞

                     He couldn’t stop his lips from opening up a bright
                     smile in response to  her  positive  answer.  After
                     realising  what  he  did,  the  Doctor  tried  to  not
                     look so cheerful at the very  start,  but  he  wasn’t
                     really  sure  it  worked. Perhaps all  he  was  able
                     to  do was a grimace. Let’s hope that didn’t happened.

                                ❝Nice to meet you, Clara Oswald. I’d say
                                  I’m the Doctor, but you already know that
                                  And a teacher, huh? What do you teach?❞

                     He asked, his hands working in the console,
                     settling the coordinates  to  their next - and
                     first - stop.