"Now you're being stupid." She said. Clara sighed and shook her head, her hair bouncing off her face. She sat up straighter and motioned for Ellie to sit closer. If anyone came to complain that Ellie was there? She'd give them a proper talkign to.
"Jammie Dodgers. They're a snack from our world. Little things filled with jam in them. Usually you have them with tea." She reached over and gave a pat to to Ellie's hands. "He doesn't have to know you to care about you, Ellie. You're a person. You exist. That alone will make him care about you. Then you add in the bit where you're very important to me? It makes you even higher on the list. I promise."
There was another look on her face at her language. "You're not concave. Stop thinking that. If I have to, I'll take you shopping in the TARDIS wardrobe." And she would!
"It's not a crush." Even though she did fancy him and it was more than a crush. Not that it mattered. "It's nothing. Really."