Jenny:
Madame Vastra will ask you questions. You will confine yourself to single word responses. One word only. Do you understand?
Clara:
Why?
Madame Vastra:
Truth is singular. Lies are words, words, and words. You met the Doctor, didn't you?
Clara:
Yes.
Madame Vastra:
And, now, you've come looking for him again. Why?
Jenny:
[as Clara hesitates]
Take your time. One word only.
Clara:
Curiosity.
Madame Vastra:
About?
Clara:
Snow.
Madame Vastra:
And about him?
Clara:
Yes.
Madame Vastra:
What do you want from him?
Clara:
Help.
Madame Vastra:
Why?
Clara:
Danger.
Madame Vastra:
Why would he help *you*?
Clara:
[taken aback]
Kindness.
[Jenny looks to Madame Vastra]
Madame Vastra:
The Doctor is not kind.
Clara:
No?
Madame Vastra:
No. The Doctor doesn't help people. Not anyone, not ever. He stands *above* this world and doesn't interfere in the affairs of its inhabitants. He is not your salvation, nor your protector. Do you understand what I am saying to you?
Clara:
Words.
[Madame Vastra is now taken aback, her lie called out. Jenny looks proudly at Clara]
Madame Vastra:
He was... different, once. A long time ago. Kind, yes. A hero, even. The saver of worlds. But he suffered losses that hurt him. Now, he prefers isolation to the possibility of pain's return. Kindly choose a word to indicate your understanding of this.
Clara:
Man.
[Madame Vastra looks to Jenny, who imperceptibly but enthusiastically nods rapidly]
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