The Doctor drags his hand through his hair and tries not to sigh.

“‘S my ninth regeneration,” he explains. “And he’s just snippy because I’m taller than him again now.” He’d accuse her of being jealous because he’s pretty, but it isn’t really the appropriate time for more insults.

He doesn’t say anything to her question to the Master, but he he’s pretty sure he stopped his face from giving anything away just then.