"Are they going to be alright? What if Barry kills them? What if they kill Barry?" fretted Felicity.
"It won't come to that," Clara assured her. Felicity smiled gratefully, and hugged her. They both looked at Caitlin and she joined in too.
Cisco glanced at Dr Wells but before he had even opened his mouth Dr Wells replied 'no' without looking up from the screen. Logan grinned at Cisco and they man-hugged.
"Why do you all feel the need to hug?" sighed Dr Wells. They all shared a glance before swamping him in a massive group hug. "No, I don't - ugh," he protested before admitting defeat - although the look of surprise on his face was comical.
"Hold on," said Clara suddenly. "Where's the Doctor?" Logan too had noticed the profound lack of tweed-donning men.
"Et tum quidem ad iuvenali ludo in castra rederunt," said Dr Wells.
"But for the present they concluded their escapade by returning to camp," translated Logan.
"He's in the TARDIS?" asked Clara. She was answered by the familiar whooshing noise she had loved so much but never heard like this. "No!" She threw herself at the fading phone box. "Don't just leave me here! Doctor!"