Clara crossed her arms under her chest as she followed his gaze. People were looking at them oddly, but not offering help. They weren't even curious. That was pretty strange. Usually someone had a question about something.
Her attention snapped back to the man in the bowtie when he began to speak. The smile disappeared on her face at the tone. "What do you mean 'We cannot leave this place'? What is it that you're not telling me, Doctor?"
Eventually he'd figure out that he couldn't hide things from her. Clara sent a wary glance at the TARDIS. "What's up with the rip in the sky?"