"Neither of us can stand the quiet, can we," The Master uttered cryptically.

He felt as if he could drop right there - if he were alone, he might have. Instead he found a perfectly adequate support in The Doctor's mind. He reached out to it, grazing his thoughts, feeling for his body's reassuring calm. The other Time Lord's mind was so serene compared to his... he almost envied it. Immediately he settled down, hearts returning to their steady beats.

He stared blankly into space for a moment, lost in the sensation. He sniffed and shook his head.

"I'm famished," he said in a surprisingly soft voice. "Got anything to eat?"