The Doctor's own hand returned to hers and he grinned, "I do not care. You are getting your degree, it's what you wanted, you'll have the degree and the paper and you'll show that school just how pathetic they are. I'm sure there may be a way for you to take your schooling by proxy, and so you could remain here. You and Willow could have study times together, I have plenty of books for education, I'd be a big help. No, it was at one point your dream to have a degree Clara, just because you're a slave now does not mean you belong to me. You belong to yourself, and I know you're happy here, and I know you don't need a piece of paper, but you deserve one."
He tapped her nose, then went back to eating, "Plus, it's not right for them to deny you just because of your luck of the draw in the lottery."
The Doctor continued to eat, nodding his head as if he was confirming what he was saying, "You will stay here, but finish your degree. We'll make an application to the school to receive your degree. If they require more, or you to continue on some other classes, we'll find a way. And yes, of course you can learn more here, that's why you'll go back and prove them all wrong."
He then blinked, "But, now what would make you absolutely enthralled?"