"I thought she looked cool fighting all those aliens," Clara shrugged, taking a larger bite out of her hamburger than usual to force herself not to say too much.

Here she was eating with her childhood friend at their favorite dinner for the first time in forever and all you could talk about was your hate for her hero identity. She saves people's lives, what was there to hate?

Sure sometimes buildings got damaged in the process and maybe some of the villains that terrorize the city would never be an issue if she didn't come to Earth but that's no reason to hate her — her hero form, of course. Everyone loves heroes, they're heroes!

You love Clara so her alter shouldn't be any different. She's still the girl you used to play pretend with, who took you to prom because you were both too nerdy to get dates. Her other identity is an extension of that woman so how could you hate her? Other her.

How could she tell you she was the woman flying around fighting aliens with all of this negativity? Keeping the secret from you was hard enough but he felt like confessing would be even worse.

"Not everyone can fight aliens, you know." She adds, trying to impress you with her skills without saying it's her skills.