What distracted you, Doctor. What thought were you lost in. Show it to me.

The intrusion came suddenly this time, The Master's thoughts loud and extant, as if he were speaking in his ear.

He stood very still, eyes shut and head cocked slightly to one side, listening. It had been so long. He listened to the other Time Lord's thoughts on occasion when he was his pet, yes, but that was different. The feelings were all muddled, sputtering fragments of words half-forgotten, soaked with pain. These were fresh and vibrant, the Doctor he remembered. It was good.