The Master let the quiet of the room change his perceptions momentarily. He let himself drift into the past to times when they found themselves sharing their bed with the other. While it had usually been the Master as a boy comforting the Doctor, there was a span of cold nights, after a day they did not speak of, where the Master would cling tightly to the other boy.
The joke of a universe they found themselves in reminded him of what he had been afraid of then, even though it could no longer harm him, and he found himself tense at the mere memory. He allowed the Doctor's voice to pull him free of it, and he relaxed as he thought before answering.
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Date: 2011-09-23 03:40 am (UTC)The joke of a universe they found themselves in reminded him of what he had been afraid of then, even though it could no longer harm him, and he found himself tense at the mere memory. He allowed the Doctor's voice to pull him free of it, and he relaxed as he thought before answering.
"No, I haven't," he answered. "Have you?"