The Master was a bit blindsided by The Doctor's comment. He stepped back, arms falling to his sides.
"...Why do you care?"
He straightened up and regained his composure, tugging at the hems of his jacket and rubbing at his eye self-consciously.
"How else was I supposed to find you. I tracked you this far through instinct. Knew where you were in space but not time. And for all my brilliance," he spat, "human creations can only be decompiled so far. I had no choice but to resort to it. But now it doesn't matter. It was all worth it."
He drew closer to him, eyes wide. "No more secrets here. Tell me the truth, Doctor, I deserve that much."
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"...Why do you care?"
He straightened up and regained his composure, tugging at the hems of his jacket and rubbing at his eye self-consciously.
"How else was I supposed to find you. I tracked you this far through instinct. Knew where you were in space but not time. And for all my brilliance," he spat, "human creations can only be decompiled so far. I had no choice but to resort to it. But now it doesn't matter. It was all worth it."
He drew closer to him, eyes wide. "No more secrets here. Tell me the truth, Doctor, I deserve that much."