Running into her, Troy looked at her a moment as if trying to grasp the fact she was right there waiting, before he threw his hands up and grabbed both sides of her face. He kissed her forehead, and then her cheeks, over and over again before pulling back to look at her, "I could kiss you! And so I did! Oh, you brilliant, brilliant girl. My impossible girl, you never cease to amaze me."
He then kissed her again, before pulling back and looking her over, "You're up, you're not just waking up, you were already up. What are you doing? What are you doing up this late...?"
A wave of his hand and he grabbed her hands, both of them, and pulled her into his hug, embracing her hard and lifting her off of her feet as he spun her around, "You did it, you saved Gallifrey. I let it burn, I let them all die, and you... you in all your brilliance let them live."
He set her down, and watched her, "Once more, Clara... you have done the impossible. Everybody lives again because of you, all because of you."