Should've, but he didn't.

[She shrugs, frowning at the look on his face. Eleven should've told her a lot of things, he should've treated her better, should've valued her more, should've not done a lot of things where she was concerned. But what was done was done, and Clara can only move on past it. And right now, she's looking at her future. And it looks like he's unsure about things, so she tries to smooth things over as best as possible.]

Just because I leapt into your time stream doesn't mean I remember all about regeneration. Or that I actually understand it.

[She walks over to stand next to him, giving him a little nudge with her hip as she pulled out a book of philosophy and handed it over to him. It's time to move past things that his last self should've or could've done. They hadn't been done, and now they both had to pick up the pieces and figure things out together.]

Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one. Marcus Aurelius said that. And he was the only pin up I've ever had on my wall.

[That should say a lot about what she thinks of his current face, she hopes.]