Danni moved slightly back on the floor, looking up at the Doctor, eyes wide in fright. He looked so proud of himself, like he knew he'd won. Like there was nothing left in there of her husband, he'd been fully converted, but he wasn't in a Cyber suit. The only indication was the metal webbing on his face, otherwise it would be hard to tell anything had happened at all. But it had, it really had. There was Cyberman inside his head, messing around with his brain and she was too scared to do anything about it, and even if she wasn't what could she possibly have done?
"What do you mean incorporated?" She asked weakly, "What have you done to my husband?"
The machine, the Cyberman in his head smirked at her, obviously ready to reply with something rather terrifying when he jolted painfully with the metal on his face flashing bright blue, much like the rest of the Cybermen's devices.
"Get out of my head!" He screamed and she scrambled up, staring at his warily as she backed away.
"D-Doctor?" She asked timidly and he nodded, looking terrified, but terrified for her.
"Danni you-" He jolted again, twisting out of control for a moment before that light was gone from his eyes and his lips were twisted in a sickly smirk.
"Ah, I see, Danni is it, my pet?" He purred and she backed up into Webley. The Cyberman-controlled showman grabbed her arms, trapping her in place with a strength she was sure he shouldn't have, "Well, let's see what we have on you."
~0~0~0~
The Doctor could feel the Cyberplanner in his mind, an unwanted guest on his consciousness and he needed more than anything to get it out before it did any permanent damage. Or, even worse, before it won and took over his body completely. A Cyberman, any Cyberman, in possession of a Time Lord's body was never going to end well for anyone.
He could see everything that was happening, even if he had no control over his own body. He suspected that was the Cyberplanner's doing. Rather than allowing him to see what the Cyberplanner was seeing, it was subjecting him to see what it deemed was its success. He could see Danni on the floor by his feet, scared as she looked up at him and even though he knew it wasn't him she was scared of, he had to stop her looking at him like that.
He continuously fought for control, to talk to her, to reassure her that she was okay but also to tell her she had to leave him and the children, get someplace safe and tell Clara what was happening. He got through for a moment, pushed through the foreign mental wavelengths in his head, but was pushed back before he'd managed to say anything else at all. He needed to be better.
"Ah, I see, Danni is it, my pet?" The Cyberplanner purred and his anger skyrocketed. How dare it use that nickname, the one he knew would immediately remind her of the Master?! "Well, let's see what we have on you."
The Doctor pushed, using everything he had to get the Cyberplanner away from the part of his head that stored everything about her.
"Stop rummaging in my mind!" He snarled, "And stay away from my wife!"
"Just you try and stop me." The Cyberplanner retorted, taking back control again, "Oh, she is a pretty little thing, isn't she? The things you've been thinking about her, they're making me blush."
"Enough!" The Doctor snapped, pushing for control again. The Cyberplanner was trying to make him angry because in his anger he'd lose control, and lose it badly. He needed to keep his cool, but that was very hard when the Cyberplanner hit upon a memory from just the night before. Danni caged in his arms, panting, clinging onto him. That was his moment, no one else's!
He did it quickly, chucking up as many mental blocks and barriers as he could. He couldn't risk any information about her getting out, she was the one thing that could be used against him that he'd lose for. He couldn't let a Cyberplanner out into the open, he had to stop this invasion before it made it off the planet. They were sloppy, he would know they're there and he'd pick at them when he was Cyberman-free, but he'd be clever enough to leave it alone until then.
"Fascinating." The Cyberplanner commented, obviously very annoyed at the turn of events, "A complete mental block. Highly effective." The Doctor could feel the itch of something he'd blocked off from himself. He'd look at it later, he'd obviously done it to keep something important from the Cyberplanner, he'd check it when he was free.
~0~0~0~
Danni watch the Doctor twist and turn, fighting between what she guessed was himself and the Cyber-thing in his head that was trying to take over. She smiled softly, even as she was held in place by Webley. Her Theta was such a fighter, there was no way that the Doctor would let the Cybermen win without a fight.
With a spark he was away again, whirling around the room, "Relax, relax. If you just relax, you will find this a perfectly pleasant experience. You are being upgraded and incorporated into the Cyberiad as a Cyber-Planner." The Cyberman explained and she gasped slightly, because that did not sound good at all.
Another flash, "Get out of my head!" The Doctor shouted and she fought against Webley to get closer to him.
"Doctor!" She cried and he looked at her, brows furrowed slightly in confusion, "Is that you? Are you back?"
"Yes, it's me." He confirmed, his lips pulling into a gentle, reassuring smile, "I'm sorry, you must be rather scared right now, but you're safe. What's your name?"
She blinked, confused and slightly worried, "Doctor, it's me, Danni." She offered slowly.
"Ah, you know me." He surmised and she felt both her hearts stop, "I'm sorry, I don't always meet everyone in the right order." She couldn't help the shake of her head, the desperate feeling taking over her bringing out the small motion of denial. Her head filled with flashbacks to Nine on her wedding night having no idea who she was, it had broken her heart and she had been expecting it one day. Now he was looking at her kindly, like he knew she was scared but there was nothing in his eyes and she felt herself welling up. He'd forgotten her, he'd really forgotten her.
"Please..." She whispered and he flashed again, turning back into the Cyberplanner.
"I'm afraid there's nothing in here on you, my pet." He declared happily, hopping over and clipping her under the chin with his finger. She flinched away the best she could, letting out a quiet sob. It was all the Cyberplanner, wasn't it? The- the thing in his head probably damaged him, wiped out all memory of her. He was never going to remember her, was he? Her Theta, gone forever.
~0~0~0~
The Doctor felt terrible, but it was one of the side effects of time travel. He met people out of sync, he jumped around and sometimes someone who had known him for years had to live through him meeting them for the first time. River had been the same, back in the Library, throughout her whole life and it was always something he regretted, but there was nothing he could do about it.
She seemed so young, a pretty little blonde thing with glasses and tears in her eyes as he tried desperately to find some memory of her he could comfort her with. He hated seeing anyone cry, especially when they were scared and he knew that being trapped in the lair of the Cybermen was probably terrifying her. There was nothing, though. Not even the memory of her being there when he'd first teleported in, but then again he'd been so distracted by Artie and Angie that he'd probably not even noticed her. He had to do better than that, he couldn't just ignore everyone else because they weren't in his original escape plan.
Danni was a nice name, though. Probably short for Danielle, she seemed human after all. He resolved to drop her back off home in the TARDIS afterwards, seemed only fair.
"I'm afraid there's nothing in here on you, my pet." The Cyberplanner taunted and he heard her sob in despair. His anger flared slightly; she was nobodies pet. He despised anything that tried in claim any other person as their own, like it owned them.
"Enough!" He snarled again, taking back control of his body and turning on the artificial intelligence inside his own mind, "What is this place? A network? A hive?" He barked, "You're getting signals from every Cyberman everywhere. How many of you are there?"
~0~0~0~
"Oh... this is brilliant! I'm so clever already, and now I'm a million times more clever." The Cyberplanner crowed happily, ignoring her husband's questions and dancing around the room, coming to a stop in front of her, "And what a brain! Not a human brain," He took her face in his hands, patting it in unison as he talked, "not even SLIGHTLY human." He let her go, moving to the table in the middle of the room, "I mean, I'll have to completely rewrite the neural interface, but this is going to be the most efficient," He climbed onto the table, chucking his arms out in victory.
"Cyber-Planner! Not a great name, that, is it? I could call myself Mr Clever." She would have laughed, normally. Her Doctor was such a dominating force, and she knew because he'd been in her head on more than a couple of occasions now, that the Cyberplanner had picked up some of his personality. Mr Clever indeed, he would have called himself that if he'd had the chance, "So much raw data... Time Lords. There's information on the Time Lords in here! Oh, this is just dreamy!" He flashed again, his poise becoming much more calculated, like he was trying to force himself calm
"Right, I'm allowing you access to memories on Time Lord regeneration." Her mouth fell open, what was he doing?! Not only had he lost her, he'd lost his mind!
She fell still, stopping her struggling. He'd lost her. She'd lost him.
The Cyberplanner clapped his hands in pure delight, "Fantastic!"
"I could regenerate now." The Doctor retorted, climbing back down off the table, "Big blast of regeneration energy, burn out any little Cyber widgets in my brain, along with everything you're connected to." Danni started shaking her head. He couldn't, there wasn't any left, did he not remember that either? He'd told her that himself, and he must have known the moment he regenerated again. He couldn't just threaten that, if he had to go through with it, Lord only knew what would happen, "Don't want to. Use this me up, who knows what we'll get next? But I can."
The Cyberplanner's lips twisted into a very unhappy sneer, "Stalemate, then." He murmured before walking straight towards her. She backed up completely into Wesley and he noticed, "Oh, scared, my pet?" He asked mockingly, "One of us needs to control this head." He explained to her, "We're too well-balanced."
~0~0~0~
The Cyberplanner did it again, it called this poor girl its 'pet', no wonder she was so terrified. Being on the planet meant she would have known about the Cybermen to begin with, and be considered a pet of one was probably too frightening to think about. He wanted to force the Cyberplanner to stop it, if only to stop her crying. He hated seeing anyone crying because they were scared, so much so she barely seemed aware of it.
Then the words of the Cyberplanner registered in his head, "What did you say?" The Doctor asked, "No, no, no, I heard you. Rhetorical device to keep me thinking about it a bit more. Stalemate." The sigh the Cyberplanner let out echoed through his head.
"We each control 49.881% of this brain. 0.238 of the brain is still in the balance. Whoever gets this gets the whole thing." He explained, as if the Doctor should have known that all along.
"Do you play chess?" The Doctor asked, an idea forming that he made sure to keep very much to himself, by that side of the brain he'd locked off from the Cyberplanner. He tried to ignore it, but his curiosity called out to him to pull it down and allow himself the memories behind it. However, he knew that he'd only have blocked them off from them both for a good reason, and he needed to respect that. Unfortunately. Not even a little peek.
"The rules of chess are in my memory banks." The Cyberplanner replied in his version of a 'yes', "You're proposing we play chess to end the stalemate?"
"Winner takes all." He replied, "Nobody can access that portion of the brain without winning the game."
"You can't win!" The Cyberplanner taunted.
"Try me." The Doctor retorted. He was brilliant at chess, and it would be a perfect way to stall while he thought of a way to at least disable the Cyberplanner crawling around in his mind.
"You understand, when I do win, the Cyberiad gets your brains and memories. All of it. Including that little bit you've tucked away from us." Ah, he had hoped that it hadn't noticed that. No matter.
"When I win, you get out of my head, you let the children go," He snapped in reply, "you let Danni go, and nobody dies. You got that? Nobody dies!"
~0~0~0~
Danni sat down by the Angie's and Artie's feet, sniffing every so often as she willed herself not to break out into the gut-wrenching sobs of despair she could feel bubbling in her chest. The Cyberplanner, or the Doctor she wasn't entirely sure, had sent Webley out for a chess set and now the body was pacing backwards and forwards, occasionally twitching as the other took control.
The Doctor kept glancing over at her, it was how she could tell who was who. The Cyberplanner had no interest in her, if he'd had any information about her beforehand, the Doctor losing his memories of her seemed to have echoed through the Cyberplanner as well. But he was worried about her in the same way he worried about anyone they met, which was worse. Somehow it seemed like it would have been better if he'd just not cared, rather than lumping her in with everyone else.
When he had more than a moment of control, he walked over, sitting in front of her with crossed legs, "So, it's Danni?" He asked gently and she nodded, wiping her eyes underneath her glasses. He caught sight of a ring on her finger, the diamond on it glistening briefly before disappearing as she clasped her hands together out of nerves.
"We'll get you back to your husband," he promised gently, "or wife, or partner of choice." He shot her a smile, hoping to cheer her up.
Her chest tightened as he looked at her with kind, old eyes. That look that he reserved only for her, that look of utter devotion that sometimes still gave her nervous butterflies was nowhere to be seen. Her eyes welled up again, her whole body shaking, "I don't think my husband exists anymore." She whispered. His brows furrowed, her words confusing him and all she wanted was him to hug her, to hold her tight and tell her everything was okay.
It took him a moment to work out what she meant while looking so devastated, then he remembered where they were. Her husband must have been converted, but the state of everyone else gave him some hope there was a chance that they could save him, "I'm sure he's still there somewhere." She shook her head, not believing him for a moment. The Cyberplanner had deleted her completely, there was no way he could come back from that, was there? She was alone, he'd left her and he'd not even died.
"I'm never going to see him again." She whimpered, "I love him so much, how am I going to survive without him? He's my everything." With that, she broke into deep sobs that startled him. He floundered slightly and she curled up into herself, pulling her knees up to her chest. She cried like a child, not holding anything back because what was the point.
Then he reached forward, cupping her face and tilting her head so she was looking at him. Hope sparked up inside, then his face twisted once again, "We'll convert you first, my pet." The Cyberplanner purred, "Those emotions won't bother you for much longer. You'll be incorporated."
"Don't call her that." Her breath caught at the anger that joined the Doctor's demand. He obviously hated that nickname, even if he didn't know why. That had to mean something, right? Or was she just seeing something she wanted to be there?
~0~0~0~
It was horrible that she'd actually been given hope from the Cyberplanner, in fact it made her feel rather queasy in the mess of emotions she was already feeling. She had known that the Doctor had been wiping himself from history, he'd explained it to her long ago, but the machine pointed out that he could be rebuilt from the holes he'd left behind. It was something that Danni hadn't thought about, but was surprised the Doctor hadn't factored it in. But maybe she could be reconstructed from the holes left behind in his memory.
It wasn't the same, but it was a start.
It was bizarre watching him play chess with himself, each consciousness in him controlling a separate arm, although it wasn't the strangest game of chess she'd seen him playing with himself. Zero-Gravity Chess was not a good idea in the console room.
She tried not to focus on the fact that she'd give anything at that moment to walk into the console room unsuspectingly only to be hit in the face by a rogue rook.
"The rules of chess allow only a finite number of moves, and I can use other Cyberunits as remote processors. You cannot possibly win." The Cyberplanner snapped almost angrily as it made its move, like it was becoming annoyed at the Doctor's attempts to win the game.
He flashed, turning to the side the Doctor controlled, "I can. I know things you don't. For example, did you know very early versions of the Cyber operating system could be seriously scrambled by exposure to things, like gold, or cleaning fluid? And what's interesting is, you're still running some of that code."
"Really. That's your secret weapon?" The Cyberplanner chuckled darkly, "Cleaning fluid?"
"Nope. Gold." From nowhere, the Doctor pulled out the golden ticket he had been going to use to get them into the theme park. He slapped it hard against the metal circuit that was on his cheek, shaking out his cheeks like a cartoon character, "Ho-ho! Like a charm."
Danni scrambled off the floor, her hearts beating faster at the sight of him back in control of his own body, "Doctor?" She asked timidly. He turned, pointing at her with both hands.
"Yes, but not for long." He replied, turning to Webley and not even attempting to reassure her. There was nothing there, no words of comfort, not promise of a kiss when it was all over. Her mood dropped again and she cursed herself for being so naive and thinking it really would be that easy,.
"Cyber... Webley." He commanded, "And you, kid... things. I'll bring the chessboard." He started sweeping the pieces into a pile before shovelling them into his gigantic pockets, "Let's get out of here." He picked up the chessboard and dashed over, the children and Webley starting to follow. He grabbed Danni's hand, pulling out his screwdriver, "Now, I just need to get the right setting, and we can all go together." He murmured in concentration, but all Danni could focus on was the way he held her hand. He didn't link their fingers together like normal, he just held her hand like he'd hold anyone else's, like he'd hold Clara's if he had to drag her along. He'd promised he'd always be there to hold her hand, but now it just felt like he was farther away than ever. As he set the teleport off and they flashed out of existence, she let out a quiet sob, just because she couldn't hold it in.
~0~0~0~
Clara couldn't believe they'd actually managed to take out a Cyberman, even though the platoon - or what was left of it - seemed convinced there was more than the one. Still, she was in charge, she had the large gun that could disintegrate a Cyberman on sight, so she wasn't too worried. She did well in positions of power, feeling like she was in control helped her think.
There was sign of movement near the front of the Comical Castle they were defending, and they all headed around a large map, guns at the ready to see the Doctor approaching them, Angie, Artie, Danni and Webley in tow. He came to a stop, holding up something to his face to protect himself from gunfire.
"Don't shoot, don't shoot!" He cried, lowering the board when he realised he actually wasn't be fired at, "I'm nice! Please, don't shoot!" He spotted Clara and moved the board completely, "Hey, Clara, you haven't let them blow up the planet. Good job."
Clara kept her large gun raised slightly, having spotted the strange metal on the side of his face, "Did you get the kids? Are they all right? What's going on?" She demanded, even though she could see the children behind him. She needed to make sure they were okay, and she was becoming more and more worried by Angie's lack of complaining.
"Bit of a good news/bad news/good news again thing going on." He told her, which had her raising the gun and pointing it at him in warning, "So... Good news - I've kidnapped their Cyber-Planner, and right now I'm sort of in control of this Cyberman."
"Bad news?" She demanded.
"Bad news - the Cyber-Planner's in my head. And," he held his hand out, hoping to placate her, "different bad news - the kids are... Well, it's complicated." He held the board up as protection, walking backwards as Clara advanced on him, the Doctor very aware that she had a very large gun in her hands.
"Complicated how?"
"Complicated, as in walking coma." He held the chessboard up again, ducking behind the children looking for some form of defence. Clara gasped, rushing over and looking them both over. Neither of them flinched, they just stared straight ahead like they couldn't even see her. She turned to Danni, who was standing there looking- looking completely lost, if Clara had to put a word on it. She'd expected words of reassurement from the blonde, after all that was her role in the couple. The Doctor messed around, Danni made sure no one panicked until he fixed it again. In fact, the Doctor hadn't even mentioned his wife at all, and usually she was the first thing he brought up. Something was wrong, very wrong and she raised the gun, this time actually pointing it at him.
"Please tell me you can wake them up." She told him and he moved around them, Clara on his trail. He bumped into Danni, spinning on the spot.
"Oh, this is Danni." He cried as he remembered she was there. He had to stop doing that, there was just too many humans, how was he supposed to keep track, "Danni, this is Clara." He waved a hand at Danni and the brunette brows furrowed as she fell to a stop. Was he actually introducing them to each other, "She was with the children, although she's not a Cyberman, or a Cyberplanner. Her husband might be, though, and we're going to look into that the moment I get this Cyberman out of my head. If he's not dead already, which I'm sure he's not."
Clara took another look at Danni, who just stared back with wide, devastated eyes. She'd been expecting him to introduce them, what had happened? "Other good news?" She demanded, advancing on him again. He had a Cyberman in his head, maybe he was just more all over the place than usual, and quite frankly he went off on tangents enough when it was just him in there.
"Well, in other good news, there are a few more repaired and reactivated Cybermen on the way. And the Cyber-Planner's installing a patch for the gold thing." He explained as he headed towards the drawbridge, pausing as he thought over his words, "No, wait, that isn't not good news, is it? Um, so... Good news," He grinned, holding the chessboard over his head like a trophy, "I have a very good chance of winning my chess match." Yes, that was good news, wasn't it?
Clara didn't seem to think so, lowering the gun in sheer bewilderment. She felt like she'd missed an entire episode of a show that was completely vital to the ongoing plot. "What?"
His arms dropped, sighing as if she had purposefully missed the point, "I'll explain later. In a bit of a hurry." He turned, walking swiftly up the drawbridge to the castle, "Get me to a table." He stopped midway, turning to face them, "And somebody tie me up! Need hands free for chess." He wiggled his fingers in the air, in case they didn't have any idea what hands were. He set off, only to stop again, "And immobilise me. Quickly." And he dashed off into the castle to look for the perfect place to finish the chess match.
Clara just stared for a moment, watching him run away, still none the wiser to what was going on. She turned to Danni looking for some answers, "Is he okay?" She asked, "I mean, he's never okay, but something's not right, is it?" Danni shook her head before rushing over, chucking her arms around the woman and holding onto her tightly. She didn't cry, she didn't feel like crying, she just wanted a hug and Clara did the best she could whilst still being attached to the giant gun, "Hey, it's okay." She replied gently, rubbing her back, "Come on, let's get inside."
~0~0~0~
"So he's just completely forgotten you?" Clara asked, sitting next to Danni on the steps that led down from the throne room. The Doctor was inside, tided to the throne with the chess set in front of him on a table. She'd had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting the Cyberplanner, but she still couldn't believe that he'd just forgotten all about his wife.
"It was fine until the Cyberplanner took him over." She replied quietly, "He-He called my name, and then it was like he couldn't even see me."
"Maybe he's just pretending?" Clara suggested with a smile, rubbing her arm, "You know how protective he is of you. Maybe he's just pretending to not know who you are so that Cyberman doesn't take an interest in you?" Danni shook her head.
"I can see it in his eyes." She explained, "He had no idea who I was. I've seen it before, when I jumped back to our first meeting. He looked at me like he did then, like I had appeared out of nowhere and he didn't know why." She let out a shuddering breath, "I never thought I'd have to see that look again." At least that time, though, back with Nine she knew it'd get better. Each Doctor she met that was after him had some sense of who she was. There was no telling if her Theta would ever remember she had existed before today.
Clara nodded slowly, reluctantly agreeing with her reasoning. She'd seen it too, after she had slapped him to help him regain control from the Cyberplanner.
~0~0~0~
"No, but I know who you are." The Cyberplanner purred happily, "You're the impossible girl. Ooh, he's very interested in you." Clara kept her arms crossed over her chest as she stared down at the thing that had taken over her friend.
"Why am I impossible?" She demanded.
"Hasn't he told you? The sly devil." The Cyberplanner mocked, "Oh, dear me. Soon, we wake," Clara placed her hands on the table, leaning down so she could hear him better as his murmured the Cybermen's plans, "we'll strip you down for spare parts, then build a spaceship and move on."
"More Cybermen?"
"They're waking from their tomb right now." He confirmed, "You can either die or live on as one of us." Her eyes were drawn to the side as his hand picked up the pencil he'd had placed to the side, scribbling on the pad that accompanied it.
"The Doctor will stop you." She replied, reading the two words he'd wrote down - 'HIT ME!'
"He can't even access the lips." The Cyberplanner snarled and she raised her hand, hitting his cheek hard. His head flew to one side.
"Owwww!" He screamed, turning to look at her almost offended, "Ow! Oh, that hurt!" He complained before shaking his head, "No, stop! Enough! Bit of pain, neural surge - just what I needed. Thank you." Clara leant closer still, her eyes hard in anger at her complete lack of knowledge of anything about the situation at hand. He called her the Impossible Girl, why? Why the hell was he playing chess with the Cyberman if he wasn't certain he'd win the game? But there was one that was bugging her more than anything, because she hated when things weren't how they should be. He was always getting into trouble, he always did stupid things, but he never forgot to mention Danni.
"Who's Danni?" She asked him.
"She's just a girl I found." He dismissed, "I have a habit of doing that, but it's fine. I don't think we'll find her husband, but we'll take her home when this is done."
"Just a girl?"
~0~0~0~
The Doctor had described Danni as a lot of things. His wife, mainly, but he could go on and on about how beautiful he thought she was, or what he would do to save her. But never, not once, was she 'just a girl'.
"What if we just remind him of who you are?" Clara suggested, "There is a Cyberman in his head, it could just be knocking his memories out of line?"
Danni shook her head, "What if it doesn't work?" She asked, "What if we tell him all about me, and he still has no idea who I am? What if he turns on me, thinks I'm a bad guy because of the lie I'm telling?" She sniffed, wiping her eyes. She couldn't even go in the room, even though Clara had really needed her help tying him up. She couldn't look at him looking at her like he could barely see her. She'd always adored the way he'd looked at her like she was his everything, but she had never realised how much she'd needed it.
"What am I going to do?" She whispered, "If he doesn't remember, he wants to take me home, but the TARDIS is my home." Clara wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer and letting the blonde hide from the world in the crook of her shoulder.
"Well, we'll just have to find you somewhere else." Clara reasoned, "We'll get a flat in London and live together, okay? Even if all we can afford is a tiny one bedroom spot, we'll just have to share a bed." Danni giggled slightly and Clara smiled, "You'd have to get a job, obviously, but we'll find you something. There's always a need for cleaners. And I'll find something as well. We'll be fine, you'll see." She looked down onto the top of the blonde's head, a protectiveness over her rushing through her. She was older than Clara, she was an alien but she still felt like she needed to keep her safe, "And that's only if he doesn't remember you again. He will, he loves you too much to lose you that easily. You've just been misplaced, that's all."
Danni didn't reply, trying to calm herself down again. Of course he would, Clara was right. His brain was huge and complicated, it would take more than some Cyberplanner to do any permanent damage. There had been a time, back when she was still ginger, when he'd been plugged into a computer for six months and he'd still remembered her after that. Of course he'd remember her. He had to.
"I sleep on the right." She told Clara, the woman laughing at her comment, "Just putting that out there."