[ After he signs off and walks back to the table, Obi-Wan no doubts looks as if some of the weight of the galaxy has settled onto his shoulders. Regardless, he sets the device down next to the Doctor and then moves to take his seat.
He looks at the Time Lord, opens his mouth as if to speak but ultimately ends up shrugging.
The both know. It is why they went through with this in the first place. Obi-Wan isn't going to intrude further into what is the Doctor and Clara's personal business or try to give the Doctor advice from this point. But perhaps there is some oil now on troubled water, to help ... at least a little. ]
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He looks at the Time Lord, opens his mouth as if to speak but ultimately ends up shrugging.
The both know. It is why they went through with this in the first place. Obi-Wan isn't going to intrude further into what is the Doctor and Clara's personal business or try to give the Doctor advice from this point. But perhaps there is some oil now on troubled water, to help ... at least a little. ]