Her eyebrows perked up slightly. "You might want to listen to it then. People don't just say things over and over again for you to ignore them."
Clara stepped to the side, careful of the oil that was on the floor. Her eyes followed the trail. But, there was something not right about all of it. Almost like it shouldn't have been possible. Not that she was a Time Lord or Lady in any regard. It was more like a sixth sense - something in the back of her head telling her that it was dangerous. Whatever it was.
"What do you know that would leave this much oil?" Clara questioned him. "What would need this much of it? There is something missing here. Members of the resistance have been killed off, there are murders on the Surface, and now one of the ways from the Belly to the Surface is covered in oil? No. We are missing something."
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Clara stepped to the side, careful of the oil that was on the floor. Her eyes followed the trail. But, there was something not right about all of it. Almost like it shouldn't have been possible. Not that she was a Time Lord or Lady in any regard. It was more like a sixth sense - something in the back of her head telling her that it was dangerous. Whatever it was.
"What do you know that would leave this much oil?" Clara questioned him. "What would need this much of it? There is something missing here. Members of the resistance have been killed off, there are murders on the Surface, and now one of the ways from the Belly to the Surface is covered in oil? No. We are missing something."