[Clara stares out at the snow for a moment longer, before turning to go over to stand at his side. She stands close once again, reaching up to rest her hand on his arm.]

It could be magic. It's a nice thought, proper magic actually existing. My bet is on some sort of invention we haven't heard of yet. Technology.

[She looks up to him, looking oh so curious.]

You could do something like this, couldn't you? You're powerful enough, I wager. [Pausing, her nose wrinkles up and she laughs, and uses her hip to nudge him.] I already called you impressive. I take back the powerful. No need to inflate your ego.