"They didn't approve of anything," the Master says, but he hardly sounds –hard to when they're all ash and memory– reproachful. "I wouldn't have thought mine would want to bring me back either; so much for what you think you know."

Well, of course it's not magic. That would be impossible. –one thing to take in at a time, can't handle more without–

The invitation to look Kira up in Tomorrowland earns a bewildered eyebrow raise. "Will do," he says brightly, his expression not matching his voice in the slightest....

What a strange dream this was.