Clara looks different now, when the Doctor looks at her. She's no longer something that must be solved, taken apart again and again. He begins to see her for how she really always has been: positively ordinary. She's smart, she's brave, she even can crack an occasional funny joke or two, and she is kind. He looks beyond the puzzle now, he looks at her.
It's a Wednesday. She's cheerfully waiting in a blue dress near the door, never forgetting the 101 Places to See book. Perhaps it's silly, but it make her feel some sort of sense of accomplishment. She finally has the chance to see all these places that she's always wanted to, and they prop it up against the console while they debate whether to go to France today, or South Africa, or India, or even Phantamis's second moon, or the great monastery on Skragenoff.
They decide on the Festival of Pink Lanterns on Jungiciones. They buy two small lanterns from the marketplace, and find a calm clearing in the woods, where they release the lanterns into the sky, like so many others are doing.
"You see, it's this ceremony to celebrate the beginning of their spring. The flowers, called orflews, are the signs that spring is starting again. In fact...ha! There you see!"
He was holding a small flower, and she leaned over to see.
"Bit small isn't it?"
"Oi! This flower is tough you see! Winter crushes the most resilient plants on this planet! This flower is the greatest flower you will ever have laid eyes on!"
And then he realizes that she's laughing, and he realizes something else that he hadn't seen before.
She truly does look beautiful in the moonlight.