The Doctor reaches for him but when the Master draws away abruptly he’s left grabbing at nothing as the mental movement bleeds into a physical one and he falls forward, catching himself awkwardly on fragile hands and wrists. He hisses in a breath and looks up at the other Time Lord.
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The Doctor reaches for him but when the Master draws away abruptly he’s left grabbing at nothing as the mental movement bleeds into a physical one and he falls forward, catching himself awkwardly on fragile hands and wrists. He hisses in a breath and looks up at the other Time Lord.
“I’m sorry.”