"You didn't have to say it," the Master tells him –really, it's pathetic the way they always give everything away– blandly. "It's all over your sad, sad face."

At the claims to having 'invented that trick' the Master can only chuckle aloud. Anyone claiming to have invented any sort of behavior generally amused him. Simply coming from his planet voided –it's the universe, it's older and broader than your teensy mind can contain, you didn't invent anything– thoughts like that. "I wanted to know something from you? How did you come to that fine conclusion?" Hilarious. Truly.