Which nonsense to which are you referring? The way in which you always end up looking like a human child lost in a store, or the same nonsense that made you watch me die after my human wife shot me, instead of doing anything to help?
[The last memory he really could recall, being the moment in which The Doctor held him as he died, the most he recalled him doing telling others to stay away. The Doctor’s earlier words, however, only sparked a larger anger in the male. The Master was never one to let such an anger dry out.]
I never stole my TARDIS, what I did was take what was rightfully given to me back, with a force greater than Gallifrey ever knew. Quite frankly, Doctor, soon enough, all of this, and every other universe, will be seeing me as the one leader they should have before.
[ Any effort or any good feeling was simply thrown out the door with those statements. He could endure the taunting and the harsh roundabout way the Master rejected him as anything more than a nemesis. But, to say, that the Doctor had allowed his former friend to die, was an utter and complete lie. Wasn’t it he that refused to regenerate? Wasn’t he that upheld himself so proudly and
Right when he’d finally thought, that even if they were enemies to one another, there was another Time Lord in the universe. He was not alone in that. ]
I held you while you in my arms while you struggled to breathe. I pleaded for you to regenerate. We are unlike humans, Master. Did you expect me to perform a surgical operation? Remove the bullet while you could do so yourself by means of the regeneration process? It would be an utter insult to you if I were to try to retrieve your life any other way, if you could do it on your own. So, do not tell me I let you die. You were to proud to live after receiving my forgiveness. To proud and to hateful to travel with me amongst the stars. It would have been a privilege.
And, anyway. That was a century ago. Do you not remember coming back? Also, by means of your human wife? Going back to Gallifrey and sacrificing yourself because you had finally opened our eyes to their corruption? We had made amends, I’d like to believe.
Oh, Master. How far you have fallen.