The Master had just finished in the shower and walked out. He wasn't really in a good mood. Though he hardly ever was unless he was winning. He could see the Doctor looked drained but he didn't really care.
"Fine thanks to you." he spat, He leaned on the wall. The Master growled, he didn't want to be forced into traveling with the Doctor, that was the last thing he wanted.
"Id rather be dead, then spend forever with you."