(Sorry. My mother's in a really bad mood, so I've been waiting for her to go to bed before attempting to come back here.)
Rachel: Data, do you think that you could locate Melissa? Or perhaps you could Victoria? My attempts have been unsuccessful.
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*Staring up at Clara, groans and cries out.*
Clara: Easy, Melissa. You're just starting to change.
Why...why did you run away?
Clara: I had to. I felt the last of my Cy-Bug forms starting to surface. I did not want to hurt you.