“You’ve never met her, but she’s met you. I’m… well, she was the Doctor’s wife. Ameliana. She knows you more than you know yourself. Now soon enough she’ll be a Cyberiad.” Amy said as she turned her head, revealing the metal on the right side of her face.
“You, Ms. Clara Oswin Oswald, can call me Mrs. Clever.”
“Clara, she’s a maniac! Don’t listen to her!” Amy replied as she got a jolt of electricity down her spine. With that, she made a strange screaming noises something along the lines of ‘HARGDHEVFNJEFHE.’
"Well. You're making no sense, Mrs. Clever." Lucy folded her arms, tilting her head at the girl. "But I don't like the look of that thing on the side of your face. I'd very much like it if you could explain this 'Cyberiad' process. Because it does seem to be affecting you in a terrible way..."
"And why do you keep calling me Clara, if I may ask?"










