"I don't know. You tell me. When I was ready to die, you begged me not to. And I've done things far worse than you have." Missy placed his hands on either side of her body, leaning forward to try and get him to face her. "Is it that they need you, or that you need them? Jack and Martha have done just fine on their own since they parted ways with you. Some of your other Companions... they were fine also. Yes, I keep tabs sometimes on where your allies are."
She slipped down off the bench and knelt down in front of him, taking hold of the Doctor's hands and looking up at him. He looked tired, weary, and almost defeated. It wasn't a good look on him and Missy hated seeing him this way. "Doctor... Thete... look at me. Even if it is the future, you're here for the time being. You're surrounded by friends who care about you. Don't dwell on what's to come, enjoy the present while you can all be together."