From above, the Master was still speaking the Doctor. I don't know. They always seemed to listen to you before. Losing your touch.

He glanced over at the Rani, hiding his start at her voice; he had not expected her to follow him. "We did what we were born to do," he said softly, staring up at the blank sky. "We anchored Time." He pointed up to where the sun should have been. "It was daytime when he came down. A few minutes ago it was daytime. When he came down, time sped up here. We were holding the timeline together through the link. We are right now."

They don't care, Doctor. They're too caught up in pointless bickering and panic.