handymanoftheuniverse
“It seems that way.” The Doctor glanced at the Master as his normal features returned and let out a small sigh.
“Though I hope you don’t die..” There was a sense of extreem sadness in his voice, though he tried to hide it.
“Completely understandable, I hope I won’t die, too”
He heard the sadness, and he had a strange urge to just hug the Doctor. But he didn’t move
“The energy I absorbed.. It still didn’t stabilise this body”
“Perhaps you might need some more… There’s a rift in Cardiff.”
He slowly peeled himself up off the floor, stretching his arms again before he turned around to lean on the TARDIS dashboard.
“I know. I’m not sure if that’s what I need”
he stood up, looking at the Doctor, he had no idea what he’s doing. Argh. He was being a real idiot.
He sighed, before kicking the TARDIS With his foot and turning around to walk away. Eventually he reached the railing around the main panelling and reasted his hands on it.
“Is there anything I can do then or do I just have to watch you slowly waste your life energy away?”
