[ Clara shoots the Doctor a look of total dismissal. ] Now you know what it can be like on the TARDIS. [ She says it so casually, waving her hand like swatting away a fly. But she does have coy amusement in her eyes when she glances at him. There was no realization on her end that Tech and the Doctor knew one another, not until a few days ago. The Doctor makes it his business to know as many people as possible, though, so with a name like Tech, Clara truly isn't surprised. She just hopes that Tech didn't go into details about their first meeting because it truly wasn't flattering.

Looking up at the tower, Clara glances down at her wrist to check the time. ]

I've synched my watch with my orders. I'm supposed to start within the next ten minutes to make sure everything's happening as concurrently as possible. Which gives me about nine minutes to try and get my head in a right space.

[ Taking a deep breath, she shakes her hands out and tries to keep her worst thoughts, everything that hurts, tucked away in a little big box back in the furthers corner of her mind. She's nervous but trying not to show it; the failure or success of this mission is, for the most part, up to her, and it's beginning to truly sink in now. ]